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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6186 | 2023-10-08 05:55:00 | 104.00 | 97.8% |
| 4783 | 2023-01-25 15:23:41 | 107.30 | 98% |
| 4476 | 2023-01-09 04:24:34 | 112.63 | 99% |