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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 422 | 2009-11-16 21:26:43 | 51.58 | |
| 373 | 2009-11-06 16:04:23 | 43.32 |