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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10758 | 2022-06-05 08:24:53 | 79.71 | 95% |
9269 | 2021-12-05 07:53:08 | 72.39 | 95% |
8803 | 2021-11-15 14:23:02 | 67.38 | 95% |
6642 | 2021-09-19 15:41:34 | 70.92 | 95% |