Every minute of every day we choose. Who we are. Who we forgive. Who we defend and protect. To choose a side or to walk the line. To play the middle. To straddle the fence between what is and what should be. This was the course I chose. Trying to find the delicate balance of interests that can never exist. Choosing by not choosing. Defending a center which cannot hold. So death chose for me.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
31555 | 2021-10-13 13:12:48 | 105.39 | 97% |
27882 | 2021-09-01 15:17:42 | 96.61 | 97% |
26865 | 2021-08-21 16:16:12 | 101.42 | 98% |
25557 | 2021-08-04 05:36:30 | 109.21 | 98% |