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 |
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2737 | 2024-01-11 06:14:43 | 141.50 | 99.5% |
1544 | 2021-10-17 06:06:10 | 107.98 | 98% |
817 | 2021-06-18 18:36:25 | 86.02 | 97% |