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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6761 | 2021-05-25 12:20:44 | 57.65 | 94% |
5648 | 2021-02-28 18:47:20 | 58.51 | 95.9% |