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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 128 | 2009-01-18 12:07:48 | 61.08 | |
| 93 | 2009-01-15 06:12:45 | 63.50 |