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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1272 | 2012-04-18 18:27:37 | 75.04 | 92% |
| 1226 | 2012-04-13 18:34:15 | 70.55 | 96% |
| 83 | 2011-09-21 16:53:29 | 45.93 | 84% |