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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4240 | 2017-08-02 06:18:08 | 125.53 | 98% |
| 3561 | 2017-07-29 21:35:12 | 123.70 | 98% |
| 3539 | 2017-07-29 21:20:47 | 128.24 | 98% |
| 2807 | 2017-07-27 20:55:54 | 118.47 | 97% |