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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5880 | 2023-03-20 23:09:58 | 122.62 | 99% |
5650 | 2023-01-21 03:20:19 | 112.55 | 99% |
4553 | 2021-06-28 00:27:41 | 124.24 | 100% |