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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 551 | 2011-11-21 05:04:59 | 82.32 | 97% |
| 390 | 2011-11-19 16:49:03 | 76.70 | 97% |