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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 977 | 2009-04-03 16:06:41 | 57.59 | |
| 914 | 2009-04-03 12:59:17 | 65.17 | |
| 841 | 2009-04-02 01:12:13 | 59.96 | |
| 774 | 2009-04-01 21:44:19 | 63.84 | |
| 561 | 2009-03-18 21:40:30 | 53.23 | |
| 188 | 2009-03-12 13:19:07 | 57.38 | |
| 62 | 2009-03-11 00:38:22 | 56.93 | |
| 5 | 2009-03-10 03:28:06 | 56.21 |