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 |
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5593 | 2020-01-03 23:17:15 | 73.50 | 97% |
1344 | 2019-10-23 10:43:47 | 64.78 | 97% |