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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25110 | 2020-10-17 18:10:38 | 101.14 | 98% |
20023 | 2017-12-31 13:38:50 | 97.57 | 99% |