It seems to me that there is nothing to choose between the two men, and, that cases may be put in which reckless indifference to the fate of a person intentionally subjected to deadly injury is, if possible, morally worse than an actual intent to kill.

I'm not familiar with your quaint Canuckistani units of measure. Does relocating 500km away mean you have to scoot your chair slightly to the left, or does it mean you're moving to Neptune?

Another Laerceus must we send, / Artist divine, whose skilful hands infold / The victim's horn with circumfusile gold.

‘Everybody that knows anything about me knows that I wouldn't hurt a feeb.’