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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5184 | 2020-05-15 13:43:18 | 81.40 | 97% |
2732 | 2019-06-21 09:54:26 | 83.86 | 97% |