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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 841 | 2009-10-18 17:17:20 | 103.49 | |
| 691 | 2009-10-11 16:17:47 | 95.46 |