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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 426 | 2015-11-20 18:12:56 | 74.85 | 89% |
| 307 | 2015-11-08 03:22:17 | 74.34 | 90% |