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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 537 | 2015-03-30 17:05:58 | 90.07 | 92% |
| 506 | 2015-03-27 16:43:07 | 86.18 | 92% |