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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 115 | 2009-04-20 11:24:33 | 43.09 | |
| 35 | 2009-01-12 16:47:46 | 43.33 |