Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes - they call me on and on across the universe. Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box - they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 788 | 2015-07-05 12:47:14 | 59.93 | 89% |
| 783 | 2015-07-01 13:04:44 | 61.37 | 95% |