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 |
---|---|---|---|
2008 | 2023-09-21 22:39:49 | 93.29 | 97.6% |
1639 | 2022-04-15 23:21:46 | 84.60 | 96% |
1449 | 2022-03-05 17:56:39 | 84.70 | 97% |