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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3806 | 2020-05-13 16:42:37 | 115.93 | 99% |
| 1619 | 2020-03-23 00:46:19 | 108.64 | 99% |
| 1604 | 2020-03-23 00:31:31 | 108.89 | 98% |