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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4939 | 2023-12-14 16:10:22 | 66.86 | 93.9% |
2206 | 2023-05-14 03:40:54 | 58.82 | 94% |
273 | 2023-03-26 09:52:00 | 66.75 | 96% |