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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2151 | 2019-01-12 07:17:07 | 73.23 | 97% |
| 1274 | 2018-08-14 08:12:39 | 62.24 | 96% |