Sprawling on the fringes of the city in geometric order. An insulated border in between the bright lights and the far unlit unknown. Growing up it all seems so one-sided. Opinions all provided. The future predecided. Detached and subdivided in the mass production zone. Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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4322 | 2020-08-28 13:33:29 | 58.97 | 97% |
1431 | 2020-06-04 10:24:41 | 46.44 | 94% |