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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8604 | 2020-04-02 11:03:00 | 97.16 | 98% |
| 7628 | 2018-04-28 20:55:45 | 102.04 | 98% |