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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1165 | 2011-09-19 17:06:16 | 76.70 | 94% |
| 822 | 2011-09-10 03:11:05 | 61.62 | 92% |