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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 297 | 2009-10-31 15:15:28 | 37.45 | |
| 221 | 2009-10-17 14:14:43 | 33.94 | |
| 127 | 2009-10-16 19:26:51 | 30.53 | |
| 102 | 2009-10-15 22:12:04 | 29.84 | |
| 37 | 2009-10-14 18:01:26 | 22.49 |