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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2539 | 2020-04-18 21:53:00 | 75.87 | 95% |
| 1610 | 2020-01-16 00:42:46 | 73.55 | 94% |