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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 877 | 2013-10-17 20:02:12 | 60.51 | 93% |
| 349 | 2013-08-07 19:48:17 | 49.35 | 89% |