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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 867 | 2011-12-18 12:43:41 | 51.45 | 89% |
| 551 | 2011-12-13 12:57:53 | 53.97 | 91% |
| 208 | 2011-12-01 17:01:16 | 48.37 | 97% |
| 59 | 2011-11-27 08:36:56 | 39.30 | 93% |