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 |
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885 | 2020-11-10 03:56:45 | 62.96 | 97% |
658 | 2020-07-23 03:00:05 | 57.61 | 96% |