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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 772 | 2011-06-14 16:35:45 | 74.72 | 97% |
| 199 | 2009-05-11 09:42:37 | 58.16 |