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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14571 | 2020-09-13 23:06:52 | 141.51 | 99% |
12329 | 2020-04-05 16:46:02 | 131.04 | 97% |