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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1212 | 2009-03-06 18:38:35 | 69.97 | |
| 1019 | 2009-02-27 17:32:41 | 81.76 | |
| 803 | 2009-02-23 22:34:57 | 82.92 | |
| 776 | 2009-02-19 17:19:14 | 70.47 | |
| 722 | 2009-02-18 19:05:48 | 76.91 |