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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 201 | 2012-11-11 17:30:14 | 113.68 | 96% |
| 169 | 2012-11-11 12:28:35 | 112.32 | 97% |