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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3991 | 2020-07-25 06:42:53 | 65.53 | 96% |
| 1919 | 2020-02-03 17:45:27 | 53.56 | 96% |