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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7082 | 2024-07-25 15:05:33 | 90.68 | 95.3% |
| 3807 | 2022-03-17 04:40:57 | 94.19 | 96% |
| 3737 | 2022-03-12 04:19:38 | 91.85 | 97% |
| 1713 | 2021-10-04 08:25:41 | 80.44 | 96% |