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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16206 | 2024-09-04 00:15:42 | 125.57 | 99.3% |
| 12293 | 2023-04-08 14:25:59 | 108.62 | 98% |
| 10810 | 2023-01-29 14:14:17 | 125.91 | 99% |
| 9277 | 2022-12-25 19:54:04 | 112.80 | 99% |
| 9239 | 2022-12-25 13:44:13 | 117.01 | 99% |
| 6920 | 2022-07-09 09:04:33 | 105.05 | 98% |
| 5317 | 2022-06-06 12:38:20 | 96.95 | 98% |
| 4597 | 2022-05-24 16:47:50 | 88.15 | 99% |
| 3900 | 2022-05-16 20:51:37 | 102.40 | 98% |
| 3565 | 2022-05-12 15:33:35 | 99.61 | 97% |
| 1740 | 2022-02-26 13:41:33 | 92.32 | 98% |
| 1336 | 2021-10-12 17:18:02 | 81.56 | 98% |