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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4626 | 2019-10-14 20:33:44 | 115.10 | 99% |
| 3107 | 2019-05-29 08:14:59 | 113.02 | 99% |