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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 517 | 2008-08-30 20:08:48 | 80.76 | |
| 473 | 2008-08-24 05:42:48 | 65.73 | |
| 294 | 2008-08-16 21:43:43 | 80.84 | |
| 253 | 2008-08-16 07:09:04 | 74.02 | |
| 117 | 2008-08-10 22:36:20 | 65.12 | |
| 39 | 2008-08-09 20:53:54 | 67.28 |