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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 477 | 2011-04-25 04:43:09 | 29.03 | |
| 428 | 2011-04-22 07:28:03 | 26.10 | |
| 283 | 2011-04-19 05:36:42 | 20.89 |