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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18415 | 2018-08-19 05:45:44 | 126.45 | 97% |
| 16353 | 2018-03-18 17:43:13 | 115.71 | 98% |