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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 72 | 2011-02-27 15:05:05 | 75.20 | |
| 47 | 2011-02-27 13:41:41 | 76.22 |