I have been virtuous. 10,300 words, 1/5th of the way done, a day before schedule (and nothing like 1/5th of the way into the story, I fear…)
I can’t say it’s great writing, but the important thing is to get the words down. I can go back and make them better words later, or hack them apart, or whatever. One way in which Nanowrimo fits pretty well for me is that I generally don’t obsess over my writing–I just hammer it out, and figure I’ll worry about it later. Sometimes I’m lucky and I don’t have much to worry about, sometimes I’m not and I have a tangled mass of prose that needs to be unknotted like a wet shoelace–but at least I’ve got the stuff down. A word in the hand is worth two in the brain, at least for me.