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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4670 | 2024-06-01 11:58:54 | 122.90 | 98.8% |
3204 | 2022-07-08 10:08:10 | 121.21 | 99% |
2176 | 2021-08-05 13:54:42 | 101.74 | 98% |