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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4717 | 2019-03-29 05:41:18 | 98.95 | 96% |
| 1759 | 2019-01-15 03:12:53 | 96.33 | 97% |