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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1007 | 2009-11-05 09:15:24 | 66.05 | |
| 737 | 2009-09-18 10:13:32 | 68.43 | |
| 547 | 2009-09-08 12:07:48 | 65.17 |