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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1227 | 2009-01-29 18:43:15 | 145.70 | |
| 1160 | 2009-01-26 20:17:04 | 149.26 | |
| 256 | 2009-01-06 18:34:42 | 151.97 | |
| 168 | 2009-01-05 12:48:11 | 108.21 | |
| 86 | 2009-01-04 22:51:13 | 135.85 |