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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 452 | 2011-05-18 18:31:31 | 84.21 | 91% |
| 434 | 2011-04-19 18:57:43 | 72.78 |