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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 307 | 2011-01-01 19:44:58 | 59.15 | |
| 114 | 2010-12-15 15:09:13 | 48.07 |