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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 233 | 2014-03-06 14:31:31 | 84.26 | 93% |
| 124 | 2014-03-02 18:43:23 | 64.71 | 87% |