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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992 | 2020-02-06 01:54:29 | 77.85 | 95% |
372 | 2019-01-27 19:35:49 | 56.38 | 93% |