And you know it's time to go, through the sleet and driving snow, across the fields of mourning, light in the distance. And you hunger for the time - time to heal, desire time, and your earth moves beneath your own dream landscape.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1508 | 2012-04-27 17:02:49 | 71.92 | 98% |
| 934 | 2012-04-17 21:30:52 | 57.70 | 92% |
| 869 | 2012-04-17 19:01:36 | 57.77 | 94% |
| 730 | 2012-04-15 20:07:25 | 40.77 | 97% |