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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6452 | 2020-10-28 18:09:21 | 61.21 | 97% |
| 1061 | 2020-04-08 02:02:28 | 49.67 | 95% |
| 352 | 2020-03-08 10:41:35 | 47.05 | 94% |