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 |
---|---|---|---|
4759 | 2023-06-10 22:28:09 | 77.01 | 96% |
2888 | 2023-02-12 17:36:54 | 66.72 | 95% |
643 | 2022-10-28 14:02:51 | 56.59 | 94% |