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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1891 | 2011-11-02 19:16:05 | 98.20 | 99% |
| 1702 | 2011-09-28 22:14:10 | 89.23 | 98% |
| 1191 | 2011-07-27 17:13:13 | 94.97 | 99% |