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 |
---|---|---|---|
7402 | 2023-11-17 22:00:43 | 89.06 | 96.4% |
6883 | 2023-07-23 00:44:19 | 87.92 | 95% |
2610 | 2019-09-07 05:14:24 | 84.58 | 96% |
67 | 2018-02-25 07:42:58 | 54.47 | 97% |