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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2011-12-03 13:12:49 | 44.08 | 97% |
| 193 | 2011-12-02 09:30:02 | 36.36 | 90% |