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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44150 | 2020-04-10 18:29:26 | 141.23 | 98% |
| 41671 | 2019-07-09 18:57:37 | 134.14 | 99% |
| 40670 | 2019-05-22 18:29:47 | 135.43 | 98% |