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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 652 | 2011-03-07 00:57:34 | 52.11 | |
| 567 | 2011-03-06 05:07:16 | 45.33 | |
| 561 | 2011-03-05 19:58:01 | 46.17 | |
| 181 | 2011-02-21 02:06:39 | 42.87 | |
| 34 | 2011-02-07 23:18:51 | 47.45 |