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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 342 | 2009-11-10 20:23:13 | 50.27 | |
| 291 | 2009-10-16 19:26:29 | 40.37 | |
| 280 | 2009-10-15 19:21:19 | 46.68 |