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 |
---|---|---|---|
10221 | 2024-04-03 19:01:06 | 111.43 | 95.4% |
9793 | 2024-03-25 23:42:51 | 105.90 | 96.5% |
7560 | 2023-12-21 21:42:33 | 103.07 | 96.7% |
6374 | 2023-04-26 08:16:17 | 92.96 | 97% |