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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12700 | 2023-04-07 15:50:54 | 74.37 | 96% |
| 10624 | 2023-03-11 17:38:24 | 68.61 | 96% |
| 8828 | 2023-02-18 20:11:19 | 62.99 | 94% |
| 2913 | 2022-11-21 01:08:38 | 65.38 | 97% |
| 279 | 2022-10-20 00:36:09 | 57.50 | 96% |