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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1150 | 2011-12-10 08:16:42 | 101.76 | 96% |
| 1058 | 2011-12-08 01:58:32 | 103.19 | 97% |
| 69 | 2011-11-01 23:09:28 | 102.62 | 97% |