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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9 | 2008-08-08 19:11:10 | 145.24 | |
| 2 | 2008-08-08 16:18:41 | 141.31 |