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 |
---|---|---|---|
10388 | 2023-12-04 16:01:58 | 83.98 | 96.7% |
10225 | 2023-04-25 13:03:06 | 94.90 | 98% |
10162 | 2023-01-26 15:28:46 | 89.79 | 99% |
5501 | 2021-04-15 14:38:42 | 76.03 | 97% |
3350 | 2021-01-25 11:45:24 | 67.92 | 95% |
1779 | 2020-10-21 21:32:26 | 72.56 | 97% |