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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 297 | 2017-06-12 12:57:52 | 75.46 | 96% |
| 243 | 2017-06-09 17:45:18 | 73.19 | 95% |