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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 235 | 2011-06-03 21:27:10 | 88.86 | 97% |
| 135 | 2011-06-02 19:04:15 | 85.04 | 95% |