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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 338 | 2016-08-25 17:46:19 | 113.73 | 97% |
| 114 | 2016-08-16 18:10:39 | 112.16 | 99% |