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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 439 | 2009-06-13 19:15:38 | 43.86 | |
| 402 | 2009-06-05 16:39:36 | 48.72 | |
| 394 | 2009-06-02 22:07:50 | 46.35 | |
| 153 | 2009-04-19 18:31:05 | 34.15 |