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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1785 | 2020-02-07 17:01:12 | 77.07 | 96% |
| 692 | 2019-10-13 07:57:14 | 80.48 | 97% |