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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1352 | 2012-02-11 15:25:53 | 48.54 | 91% |
| 560 | 2012-01-01 15:22:30 | 57.06 | 93% |
| 123 | 2011-12-13 13:04:22 | 54.93 | 91% |