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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 491 | 2015-01-08 11:57:37 | 64.66 | 97% |
| 316 | 2013-02-27 07:29:16 | 62.38 | 96% |