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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 868 | 2012-09-29 15:25:17 | 69.47 | 97% |
| 662 | 2012-09-22 08:39:40 | 58.97 | 92% |
| 281 | 2012-09-12 10:38:54 | 56.75 | 96% |