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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28048 | 2024-06-20 01:31:14 | 103.23 | 98% |
| 27394 | 2023-08-17 19:01:23 | 102.97 | 98.2% |
| 26617 | 2022-08-30 13:46:05 | 110.56 | 99% |
| 23004 | 2021-10-15 14:21:55 | 111.59 | 98% |
| 21131 | 2021-08-29 15:58:12 | 105.50 | 98% |
| 17616 | 2021-02-08 23:20:08 | 103.18 | 99% |
| 12314 | 2020-10-11 16:31:05 | 92.61 | 98% |
| 11111 | 2020-09-20 00:19:18 | 105.55 | 99% |
| 5022 | 2020-01-24 04:29:28 | 82.75 | 98% |
| 3277 | 2019-12-12 18:25:53 | 87.43 | 98% |