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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 419 | 2011-05-31 03:17:17 | 134.93 | 96% |
| 411 | 2011-05-30 23:28:32 | 141.75 | 98% |