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 |
---|---|---|---|
60218 | 2024-03-24 22:46:26 | 146.08 | 97.5% |
57595 | 2023-12-30 20:59:22 | 149.40 | 97.9% |
56330 | 2023-12-29 01:19:22 | 165.63 | 99% |
55853 | 2023-12-15 22:43:45 | 153.69 | 98.8% |
47318 | 2022-11-25 07:21:07 | 141.77 | 98% |
42811 | 2022-07-31 22:27:44 | 133.03 | 98% |
38676 | 2022-06-18 01:59:04 | 138.94 | 99% |
34902 | 2022-05-05 21:32:28 | 158.50 | 99% |
34401 | 2022-03-25 22:15:23 | 134.54 | 98% |
33936 | 2022-03-23 05:14:21 | 158.65 | 99% |
31479 | 2021-10-09 19:57:33 | 163.34 | 99% |
30908 | 2021-09-13 05:58:28 | 156.27 | 99% |
16776 | 2020-11-14 01:04:20 | 123.08 | 97% |
16561 | 2020-11-12 05:13:18 | 129.53 | 98% |
16095 | 2020-11-08 06:31:46 | 133.99 | 98% |
15784 | 2020-11-05 07:21:08 | 122.45 | 97% |
8515 | 2020-08-19 08:26:47 | 127.28 | 98% |
4581 | 2020-06-22 07:19:30 | 113.47 | 98% |
175 | 2020-05-03 01:30:54 | 97.48 | 98% |