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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4380 | 2020-03-17 09:04:33 | 58.46 | 96% |
2645 | 2018-11-29 18:37:52 | 48.93 | 95% |