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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 310 | 2009-04-22 10:22:09 | 103.39 | |
| 93 | 2009-03-11 13:30:04 | 100.38 |