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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8403 | 2024-07-28 09:43:25 | 92.01 | 98.5% |
| 7209 | 2024-04-20 11:45:23 | 94.52 | 97.2% |
| 2856 | 2023-03-14 10:26:50 | 76.55 | 96% |
| 2110 | 2023-02-22 05:05:23 | 79.19 | 96% |