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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 63 | 2012-02-03 18:45:48 | 62.11 | 99% |
| 33 | 2012-02-03 16:18:11 | 60.17 | 96% |