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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 355 | 2010-11-11 05:46:31 | 55.40 | |
| 127 | 2010-10-12 15:30:55 | 50.17 |