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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5070 | 2020-11-25 20:47:31 | 121.75 | 98% |
285 | 2020-05-01 01:30:17 | 103.06 | 98% |