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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 761 | 2016-03-14 00:11:03 | 66.06 | 94% |
| 244 | 2015-04-17 23:11:55 | 53.29 | 96% |
| 110 | 2015-03-09 10:13:45 | 53.74 | 96% |