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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 774 | 2011-07-19 19:36:24 | 55.62 | 94% |
| 279 | 2011-07-04 04:25:17 | 67.49 | 99% |