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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1751 | 2020-08-07 11:45:54 | 86.94 | 97% |
| 800 | 2017-02-06 10:19:30 | 50.09 | 77% |