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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15459 | 2023-09-22 13:44:07 | 99.02 | 97% |
10083 | 2022-10-15 04:25:04 | 102.26 | 98% |
5505 | 2021-11-16 13:49:50 | 85.22 | 96% |
2990 | 2021-07-13 03:28:06 | 81.92 | 97% |