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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221 | 2020-08-09 04:34:18 | 56.81 | 96% |
105 | 2020-07-26 17:14:30 | 81.84 | 97% |