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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6072 | 2022-05-16 14:46:41 | 77.02 | 96% |
4821 | 2018-12-09 20:48:27 | 57.56 | 94% |
4548 | 2018-12-08 23:12:52 | 70.24 | 95% |
2380 | 2018-11-14 03:32:59 | 69.03 | 96% |