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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 344 | 2009-09-26 18:00:02 | 43.87 | |
| 112 | 2008-11-15 08:23:49 | 44.66 |