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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1497 | 2011-08-22 13:24:35 | 81.19 | 96% |
| 1382 | 2011-08-10 15:05:17 | 72.55 | 91% |
| 1368 | 2011-08-10 14:06:16 | 79.21 | 96% |