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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 591 | 2012-08-11 06:50:44 | 56.82 | 88% |
| 451 | 2011-11-27 10:39:39 | 42.28 | 88% |