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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 871 | 2012-10-01 09:17:38 | 108.63 | 93% |
| 592 | 2012-08-11 02:23:59 | 127.48 | 98% |
| 277 | 2012-07-21 11:02:04 | 108.93 | 97% |