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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 302 | 2011-11-06 14:02:19 | 71.27 | 92% |
| 230 | 2011-04-02 14:43:38 | 65.30 | |
| 187 | 2011-03-28 17:28:03 | 62.50 |