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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 982 | 2009-04-27 11:35:54 | 57.58 | |
| 619 | 2009-03-08 06:16:01 | 53.13 | |
| 544 | 2009-03-05 14:43:11 | 51.05 |