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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11256 | 2023-03-23 06:04:41 | 96.69 | 96% |
| 10712 | 2023-03-16 13:35:23 | 99.28 | 96% |
| 9397 | 2023-03-02 16:57:57 | 92.31 | 96% |
| 7235 | 2023-02-03 09:20:41 | 97.82 | 97% |
| 3468 | 2022-06-26 04:51:56 | 83.31 | 98% |
| 3232 | 2022-05-05 07:15:20 | 86.98 | 97% |
| 1332 | 2021-05-27 06:36:05 | 75.67 | 96% |