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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7176 | 2022-07-21 01:01:07 | 101.41 | 98% |
7084 | 2022-07-19 01:05:23 | 85.20 | 97% |
4064 | 2022-06-17 20:57:32 | 93.08 | 98% |
3377 | 2022-06-09 04:26:29 | 90.75 | 97% |