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 |
---|---|---|---|
9025 | 2022-10-04 21:22:44 | 74.78 | 98% |
7309 | 2022-02-13 00:44:30 | 80.49 | 99% |
5437 | 2021-10-30 22:12:20 | 75.77 | 98% |
1446 | 2021-02-11 03:41:31 | 61.52 | 96% |