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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 497 | 2015-08-26 17:41:49 | 42.85 | 94% |
| 427 | 2015-08-17 15:30:48 | 37.16 | 92% |