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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1368 | 2016-10-06 09:21:52 | 80.75 | 88% |
| 1205 | 2016-09-05 05:31:39 | 87.27 | 90% |
| 1029 | 2016-08-22 07:25:21 | 91.91 | 92% |