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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6602 | 2022-12-14 19:28:54 | 103.27 | 99% |
1109 | 2020-11-18 21:33:26 | 105.55 | 99% |
174 | 2020-09-15 22:30:39 | 100.79 | 98% |