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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 499 | 2010-09-09 19:22:07 | 87.30 | |
| 232 | 2010-09-04 11:19:05 | 75.05 |