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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1085 | 2009-03-29 01:43:06 | 40.22 | |
| 1069 | 2009-03-29 01:17:36 | 37.51 | |
| 834 | 2009-03-12 22:32:45 | 36.38 | |
| 816 | 2009-03-12 15:45:32 | 46.65 | |
| 686 | 2009-03-08 12:26:31 | 47.08 | |
| 633 | 2009-03-06 10:58:52 | 39.08 | |
| 466 | 2009-03-03 22:40:31 | 41.15 |