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 |
---|---|---|---|
54810 | 2025-03-13 23:16:03 | 99.78 | 97% |
54805 | 2025-03-13 23:11:26 | 108.68 | 98% |
50178 | 2025-01-27 07:50:29 | 111.99 | 97.5% |
49003 | 2025-01-20 13:59:14 | 107.39 | 97.7% |
45694 | 2024-12-11 11:37:32 | 87.22 | 96.3% |
39999 | 2024-06-29 16:59:01 | 113.66 | 98.6% |
16501 | 2023-03-31 22:02:37 | 84.93 | 97% |
16265 | 2023-03-28 12:41:57 | 87.62 | 97% |
11971 | 2023-02-07 22:02:10 | 86.70 | 96% |
7848 | 2022-12-02 15:55:50 | 82.46 | 95% |
7781 | 2022-12-01 18:08:45 | 92.08 | 98% |
6662 | 2022-10-31 12:14:34 | 82.54 | 96% |
6654 | 2022-10-30 23:07:21 | 81.06 | 96% |
79 | 2022-04-02 19:19:49 | 65.98 | 97% |