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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4067 | 2022-11-14 21:50:00 | 127.93 | 97% |
| 3283 | 2022-10-22 22:46:18 | 129.35 | 98% |
| 1045 | 2022-07-08 13:17:49 | 129.97 | 98% |