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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 581 | 2008-10-10 18:18:55 | 71.19 | |
| 366 | 2008-09-25 18:03:09 | 77.19 | |
| 344 | 2008-09-23 18:26:12 | 85.88 | |
| 283 | 2008-09-11 18:11:37 | 73.40 | |
| 229 | 2008-09-04 18:14:56 | 73.48 | |
| 168 | 2008-08-28 01:15:59 | 75.34 |