We call ourselves Runners. We exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror's edge. We keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don't bother us. Runners see the city in a different way. We see the flow. Rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. The flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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6859 | 2020-12-15 13:53:01 | 76.92 | 97% |
5533 | 2019-02-21 13:30:16 | 70.54 | 96% |