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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 815 | 2014-03-10 00:28:33 | 55.48 | 94% |
| 334 | 2014-03-07 06:57:21 | 41.18 | 90% |