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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4052 | 2023-07-29 13:52:28 | 86.19 | 98% |
| 3148 | 2022-11-26 04:22:07 | 76.93 | 97% |
| 2829 | 2022-09-24 03:07:11 | 66.70 | 95% |
| 397 | 2021-11-14 09:53:31 | 55.25 | 97% |