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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 372 | 2012-04-29 21:21:41 | 126.83 | 92% |
| 281 | 2012-04-22 17:21:44 | 128.25 | 95% |