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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 129 | 2012-10-18 12:43:07 | 77.44 | 92% |
| 90 | 2012-10-15 12:28:48 | 68.25 | 91% |