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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 968 | 2012-11-05 23:22:06 | 73.45 | 92% |
| 429 | 2012-05-21 21:05:43 | 72.27 | 93% |