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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 164 | 2011-08-04 20:48:51 | 94.04 | 97% |
| 124 | 2011-08-04 03:51:50 | 83.10 | 93% |