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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1926 | 2020-01-15 23:20:17 | 65.21 | 96% |
| 359 | 2019-12-09 15:46:21 | 49.34 | 96% |