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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18848 | 2018-03-26 02:15:12 | 196.09 | 100% |
| 17657 | 2017-08-29 00:01:27 | 178.30 | 99% |
| 17506 | 2017-08-25 00:38:49 | 171.89 | 99% |