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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 386 | 2013-03-16 18:50:59 | 49.58 | 89% |
| 250 | 2013-03-13 15:11:10 | 49.05 | 88% |