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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1532 | 2023-06-02 04:42:02 | 81.27 | 97% |
1383 | 2023-05-07 05:32:46 | 83.16 | 97% |
943 | 2022-10-22 06:50:30 | 67.91 | 94% |