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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 526 | 2018-07-30 14:55:23 | 58.27 | 95% |
| 511 | 2018-07-25 15:53:34 | 61.16 | 95% |