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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7329 | 2023-01-11 09:54:34 | 75.81 | 98% |
3099 | 2021-09-03 22:57:13 | 72.62 | 95% |
2909 | 2021-08-29 08:19:54 | 63.29 | 94% |
1103 | 2021-04-06 21:10:16 | 61.92 | 94% |