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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10072 | 2023-05-21 05:42:06 | 62.59 | 96.4% |
| 9348 | 2023-04-24 10:52:45 | 68.73 | 97% |
| 9008 | 2023-04-16 11:36:37 | 69.43 | 98% |
| 2813 | 2022-10-31 01:56:35 | 65.13 | 98% |
| 1210 | 2022-09-23 09:41:00 | 52.97 | 98% |