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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 971 | 2012-08-29 10:54:12 | 56.90 | 92% |
| 575 | 2012-02-22 06:46:35 | 56.04 | 88% |
| 325 | 2011-11-07 03:23:08 | 47.02 | 92% |