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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1353 | 2020-04-16 17:20:14 | 101.56 | 98% |
| 1233 | 2020-04-15 23:05:26 | 97.86 | 98% |