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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 459 | 2012-02-16 13:58:09 | 42.56 | 93% |
| 356 | 2012-02-09 15:30:43 | 48.47 | 97% |