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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10571 | 2023-07-27 10:20:29 | 118.59 | 98.1% |
| 3080 | 2022-06-15 15:23:25 | 118.35 | 99% |
| 1044 | 2022-04-20 18:06:07 | 97.47 | 98% |
| 5 | 2022-03-10 12:47:18 | 85.73 | 96% |