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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 113 | 2009-04-15 13:29:56 | 70.54 | |
| 58 | 2009-04-14 14:01:30 | 61.06 |