Every time when I sit down at the chessboard, a war with several small struggles takes place: One against my opponent, another one against the clock, and the most important and difficult of all, the struggle against myself. Chess is the most beautiful game, the creation of art, and more than anything, a never ending struggle that entirely fulfills my mind...
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Good game my friend! After the very complicated opening and middle game I knew it the End Game was a draw, but you underestimate my ending knowledges and failed in your own whim. Be Careful, Tall is watching every step of yours!
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