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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2009-09-05 22:57:53 | 124.71 | |
| 1035 | 2009-09-03 09:18:16 | 124.71 | |
| 662 | 2009-08-20 22:59:30 | 124.41 | |
| 423 | 2009-08-17 23:37:02 | 123.89 | |
| 325 | 2009-08-15 23:18:38 | 106.53 | |
| 166 | 2009-08-14 18:30:49 | 120.96 |