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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2011-10-24 15:49:49 | 51.86 | 88% |
| 417 | 2011-10-21 13:21:53 | 53.14 | 89% |