Earlier tonight I went out. I went out hard. I drank a lot of whiskey. I wish I could say I didn't enjoy it, that I felt sick to my stomach, couldn't even look at myself in the mirror afterward, but I can't say that because it was perfect. And that kind of perfection doesn't make me feel weak; it makes me feel strong. I looked at myself in the mirror and I finally recognized that person I once knew so well - that person who went out all the time, sometimes just for fun. And now that I've seen that person again, I don't know if I could ever go back.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30969 | 2023-05-01 13:17:40 | 113.43 | 98% |
| 30285 | 2023-04-07 13:57:53 | 118.45 | 98% |
| 23538 | 2022-04-05 12:15:19 | 105.41 | 98% |
| 18241 | 2021-01-17 18:40:31 | 100.31 | 98% |
| 11736 | 2019-05-20 04:06:27 | 75.50 | 95% |
| 11399 | 2019-05-08 03:57:53 | 84.14 | 98% |