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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24864 | 2023-10-30 17:51:01 | 95.02 | 98% |
| 23564 | 2023-09-04 08:02:15 | 66.21 | 96.9% |
| 19689 | 2022-12-23 15:33:03 | 77.83 | 98% |
| 19588 | 2022-12-19 14:04:57 | 80.13 | 98% |
| 9458 | 2021-07-05 06:06:56 | 73.96 | 98% |
| 4926 | 2020-11-01 06:14:06 | 43.97 | 97% |