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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 296 | 2013-05-27 06:33:08 | 42.63 | 87% |
| 28 | 2013-05-20 11:06:49 | 34.14 | 90% |