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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1311 | 2020-11-20 08:18:47 | 75.12 | 96% |
1133 | 2020-10-29 09:49:58 | 76.60 | 96% |