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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 734 | 2012-08-30 12:53:56 | 39.62 | 87% |
| 511 | 2012-08-10 06:03:58 | 34.89 | 86% |