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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 454 | 2012-09-29 04:04:47 | 58.86 | 93% |
| 236 | 2012-09-10 11:11:31 | 49.74 | 88% |