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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 692 | 2016-02-25 00:16:25 | 75.81 | 94% |
| 404 | 2016-02-17 16:24:48 | 81.35 | 96% |
| 217 | 2016-02-12 00:40:30 | 78.45 | 96% |