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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4418 | 2022-10-06 19:04:37 | 102.51 | 99% |
2063 | 2020-12-30 10:35:04 | 62.94 | 96% |
1905 | 2020-12-28 21:30:36 | 60.49 | 96% |