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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4500 | 2020-04-04 04:25:10 | 81.32 | 98% |
| 1304 | 2020-02-13 04:49:21 | 85.15 | 99% |