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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1362 | 2016-09-11 19:09:55 | 50.34 | 96% |
| 1214 | 2016-08-31 03:56:02 | 43.90 | 98% |
| 628 | 2015-10-21 03:13:15 | 35.29 | 91% |