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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 968 | 2012-02-20 02:43:54 | 42.34 | 94% |
| 682 | 2012-02-10 04:08:17 | 70.07 | 94% |
| 126 | 2012-01-24 09:53:32 | 54.24 | 93% |