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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 525 | 2014-07-07 03:31:30 | 50.12 | 91% |
| 322 | 2014-04-15 08:27:57 | 52.15 | 92% |
| 109 | 2013-11-27 06:37:04 | 45.56 | 87% |