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 |
---|---|---|---|
8356 | 2023-05-13 17:53:08 | 77.57 | 99% |
7998 | 2023-04-28 21:20:04 | 83.67 | 100% |
7329 | 2022-01-06 19:07:21 | 79.98 | 99% |
5797 | 2021-07-31 21:21:03 | 77.81 | 99% |
5300 | 2021-07-27 21:00:51 | 74.17 | 98% |