We call ourselves Runners. We exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror's edge. We keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don't bother us. Runners see the city in a different way. We see the flow. Rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. The flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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4395 | 2020-08-29 18:53:24 | 64.33 | 98% |
2687 | 2020-07-26 14:51:32 | 55.27 | 97% |