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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 830 | 2012-05-27 05:52:39 | 69.44 | 97% |
| 746 | 2012-03-20 09:09:10 | 48.07 | 97% |
| 160 | 2009-03-06 10:58:10 | 57.43 |