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 |
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17194 | 2020-11-17 04:24:18 | 107.33 | 97% |
5377 | 2020-07-03 21:02:24 | 112.56 | 97% |