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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 34452 | 2024-04-27 11:51:17 | 116.67 | 98.8% |
| 30023 | 2022-05-29 06:40:39 | 129.73 | 99% |
| 28049 | 2022-04-04 00:21:21 | 114.55 | 98% |
| 27770 | 2022-03-28 14:12:44 | 123.46 | 98% |
| 27253 | 2022-03-17 13:34:17 | 132.11 | 98% |
| 27047 | 2022-03-13 14:40:28 | 111.35 | 97% |
| 26936 | 2022-03-12 14:41:35 | 98.14 | 96% |
| 24456 | 2021-11-28 12:10:56 | 108.45 | 98% |
| 11190 | 2020-08-25 14:56:50 | 98.57 | 97% |
| 3149 | 2019-10-28 15:30:03 | 100.90 | 98% |