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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 991 | 2010-05-25 01:51:17 | 58.41 | |
| 45 | 2009-04-07 14:15:25 | 42.28 |