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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29507 | 2018-01-05 13:35:35 | 129.29 | 99% |
| 28363 | 2017-12-04 17:43:39 | 121.27 | 98% |
| 26671 | 2017-10-04 15:08:04 | 120.16 | 99% |