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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2707 | 2021-04-05 01:38:36 | 112.64 | 99% |
| 2193 | 2020-10-21 13:09:50 | 105.85 | 99% |
| 1277 | 2018-12-14 00:26:38 | 96.24 | 97% |
| 446 | 2018-09-22 01:15:48 | 98.02 | 98% |