We call ourselves Runners. We exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror's edge. We keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don't bother us. Runners see the city in a different way. We see the flow. Rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. The flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2472 | 2020-12-02 04:58:13 | 70.54 | 99% |