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 |
---|---|---|---|
8413 | 2022-02-25 16:00:55 | 84.04 | 98% |
8384 | 2022-02-22 14:04:40 | 59.85 | 97% |
7851 | 2022-01-16 05:58:13 | 73.98 | 98% |
4179 | 2021-10-01 01:25:38 | 61.62 | 96% |
4041 | 2021-09-26 04:45:09 | 63.64 | 96% |