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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14913 | 2017-11-25 06:55:17 | 84.03 | 98% |
| 14691 | 2017-11-23 11:17:44 | 75.54 | 95% |
| 13970 | 2017-10-09 13:12:32 | 76.87 | 96% |