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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 396 | 2016-07-13 10:39:20 | 70.75 | 91% |
| 395 | 2016-07-13 10:38:17 | 68.01 | 91% |