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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22698 | 2023-08-27 04:25:13 | 73.84 | 96.6% |
| 15770 | 2023-02-01 04:55:14 | 76.02 | 96% |
| 15132 | 2023-01-10 08:48:03 | 88.53 | 98% |
| 12623 | 2022-07-20 14:31:43 | 76.50 | 97% |
| 7513 | 2020-01-05 11:22:32 | 80.06 | 98% |
| 7274 | 2019-12-31 11:05:26 | 67.23 | 97% |