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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2251 | 2018-01-09 16:34:49 | 63.44 | 96% |
| 2185 | 2018-01-08 11:14:40 | 71.53 | 97% |