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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17 | 2011-03-31 18:36:58 | 31.07 | |
| 11 | 2011-03-31 18:26:26 | 42.55 |