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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 517 | 2008-12-19 12:59:30 | 112.73 | |
| 254 | 2008-12-05 10:29:48 | 105.08 |