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 |
---|---|---|---|
3353 | 2022-12-26 04:27:09 | 86.24 | 99% |
2945 | 2022-11-07 23:41:36 | 81.72 | 97% |
1540 | 2021-10-11 18:48:07 | 79.20 | 100% |
469 | 2020-10-05 22:30:42 | 69.39 | 98% |