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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4099 | 2023-11-26 06:24:31 | 120.95 | 97.6% |
1566 | 2021-03-16 10:00:15 | 112.97 | 97% |
593 | 2020-05-07 06:30:49 | 96.96 | 97% |