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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 820 | 2009-11-06 18:15:34 | 57.06 | |
| 796 | 2009-10-29 18:14:31 | 55.22 | |
| 706 | 2009-05-14 18:29:40 | 46.98 | |
| 315 | 2009-02-13 19:40:54 | 52.21 | |
| 281 | 2009-02-09 16:27:09 | 46.82 | |
| 278 | 2009-02-05 19:48:49 | 33.78 |