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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12914 | 2023-04-26 04:45:59 | 122.92 | 98% |
| 11469 | 2023-03-25 01:05:31 | 128.94 | 98% |
| 10411 | 2023-02-07 17:32:10 | 114.19 | 97% |
| 9794 | 2023-01-22 19:10:59 | 104.38 | 97% |
| 8604 | 2022-12-25 00:09:54 | 100.25 | 96% |
| 5704 | 2022-08-30 23:28:47 | 103.74 | 96% |
| 5436 | 2022-08-25 01:21:08 | 104.43 | 98% |
| 2564 | 2022-06-28 23:39:25 | 112.21 | 98% |
| 2386 | 2022-06-24 04:50:27 | 94.27 | 97% |
| 349 | 2022-03-02 08:28:19 | 75.99 | 96% |