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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12376 | 2020-09-25 06:30:43 | 104.84 | 98% |
| 6457 | 2020-04-17 16:09:44 | 84.71 | 97% |
| 2561 | 2019-10-01 14:43:31 | 80.44 | 96% |