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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 490 | 2016-06-10 17:47:48 | 71.22 | 96% |
| 221 | 2016-06-02 06:17:04 | 74.37 | 97% |