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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 318 | 2011-10-24 22:05:14 | 63.79 | 93% |
| 166 | 2011-09-19 08:10:25 | 52.55 | 88% |