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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321 | 2019-04-11 00:06:55 | 78.38 | 95% |
119 | 2019-03-19 19:48:11 | 74.57 | 95% |