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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 78 | 2008-11-11 11:35:30 | 40.58 | |
| 11 | 2008-11-05 09:06:43 | 38.72 |