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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 897 | 2009-09-18 09:53:24 | 53.27 | |
| 755 | 2009-09-09 11:06:03 | 58.56 | |
| 559 | 2009-09-08 01:30:02 | 53.91 | |
| 403 | 2009-09-07 08:34:33 | 56.02 |