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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20565 | 2023-10-26 18:15:51 | 85.97 | 97.6% |
| 15177 | 2021-12-19 20:49:25 | 88.53 | 96% |
| 13482 | 2021-12-03 17:38:17 | 87.77 | 97% |
| 12398 | 2021-11-25 18:23:48 | 85.21 | 97% |
| 9797 | 2021-06-01 19:34:48 | 73.85 | 97% |
| 8423 | 2021-04-01 17:53:43 | 81.06 | 97% |
| 7134 | 2021-03-18 22:21:16 | 71.65 | 95% |
| 6092 | 2021-03-11 16:35:40 | 76.66 | 96% |
| 6071 | 2021-03-11 15:50:29 | 82.39 | 98% |
| 5011 | 2021-03-02 09:53:29 | 69.88 | 96% |