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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 969 | 2015-02-26 03:30:39 | 97.71 | 97% |
| 872 | 2014-08-05 02:58:52 | 100.79 | 98% |