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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 909 | 2016-03-11 14:32:53 | 67.89 | 89% |
| 862 | 2016-03-10 14:50:59 | 66.44 | 89% |