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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 642 | 2009-11-15 22:33:19 | 59.20 | |
| 315 | 2009-04-15 09:01:54 | 45.78 |