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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1914 | 2015-11-17 17:01:20 | 77.21 | 94% |
| 656 | 2015-10-07 13:43:20 | 73.60 | 90% |