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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11206 | 2021-10-23 02:15:29 | 132.04 | 99% |
9643 | 2021-02-24 16:03:19 | 104.53 | 99% |
4136 | 2017-10-03 02:34:50 | 108.11 | 99% |