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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 100 | 2009-11-25 03:21:12 | 57.01 | |
| 49 | 2009-11-23 07:01:39 | 58.32 |