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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1282 | 2012-10-13 15:26:34 | 65.23 | 89% |
| 361 | 2012-07-11 18:05:34 | 60.79 | 95% |
| 322 | 2012-07-02 17:28:52 | 53.88 | 90% |