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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 577 | 2012-07-14 15:37:20 | 105.93 | 91% |
| 411 | 2012-06-10 18:06:39 | 122.75 | 96% |