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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 421 | 2013-02-03 17:05:04 | 57.97 | 88% |
| 418 | 2013-02-03 16:58:53 | 53.65 | 86% |