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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2010-09-09 20:42:32 | 119.83 | |
| 45 | 2010-06-24 19:47:14 | 105.31 |