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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 725 | 2010-03-28 11:43:55 | 57.75 | |
| 511 | 2010-03-13 17:00:31 | 52.58 | |
| 156 | 2009-10-08 15:35:31 | 35.02 |