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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 700 | 2009-12-24 13:42:47 | 120.60 | |
| 695 | 2009-12-24 13:37:16 | 102.48 | |
| 294 | 2009-11-17 14:22:29 | 100.49 |