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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 108 | 2008-12-18 20:07:40 | 127.76 | |
| 12 | 2008-12-11 07:31:26 | 113.91 |