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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9187 | 2023-07-27 20:47:07 | 94.66 | 98% |
6338 | 2023-01-13 19:18:47 | 90.01 | 97% |
4353 | 2022-11-11 13:57:10 | 87.96 | 97% |
1618 | 2022-09-23 22:36:22 | 70.37 | 96% |