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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 480 | 2011-09-09 20:31:39 | 48.76 | 88% |
| 97 | 2010-04-07 03:44:07 | 37.68 |