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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 907 | 2009-03-09 04:58:07 | 45.83 | |
| 899 | 2009-03-09 04:46:13 | 63.37 | |
| 649 | 2009-01-13 10:09:45 | 47.11 | |
| 450 | 2009-01-01 06:59:01 | 53.83 | |
| 149 | 2008-12-23 08:47:22 | 54.48 |