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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3683 | 2020-06-16 10:50:00 | 86.48 | 96% |
589 | 2020-01-16 07:13:18 | 80.79 | 96% |