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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9911 | 2023-03-26 13:56:24 | 76.59 | 97% |
7008 | 2022-05-11 15:54:31 | 72.93 | 98% |
2880 | 2021-06-10 20:05:19 | 63.72 | 97% |
2658 | 2021-06-04 20:38:23 | 65.81 | 99% |