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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 165 | 2009-03-15 11:54:26 | 118.83 | |
| 152 | 2009-03-15 00:23:42 | 129.62 |