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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 476 | 2012-01-09 17:47:57 | 63.88 | 92% |
| 378 | 2011-12-19 19:59:02 | 72.05 | 94% |