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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7192 | 2023-09-29 08:10:07 | 90.76 | 99.3% |
5678 | 2022-05-21 04:15:17 | 80.31 | 97% |
2101 | 2017-10-16 06:20:13 | 71.05 | 97% |