I'm locked in an endless battle with myself, striving to overcome my obsession with skill issues related to my accuracy. Every time I click on a circle, I believe I’ve hit it perfectly, but no... I haven’t. It's only a fleeting dream. Yet, this skill issue won’t hold me back forever. I will improve, I will surpass my past self, day after day. I will achieve greatness, even if it costs me my muscle memory. It doesn't matter whether I'm ranked 6-digit, 5-digit, or 4-digit—my only goal is to perfect my accuracy, for as long as I live.