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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6924 | 2024-01-15 09:42:26 | 89.99 | 97.3% |
| 4692 | 2023-09-14 12:44:52 | 86.84 | 97% |
| 4599 | 2023-09-01 13:28:00 | 85.06 | 97% |