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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1771 | 2011-12-12 20:40:48 | 82.96 | 97% |
| 1702 | 2011-10-25 21:45:21 | 73.22 | 94% |
| 1304 | 2011-09-05 17:07:12 | 68.24 | 96% |
| 94 | 2011-07-01 22:40:33 | 51.03 | 96% |