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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 250 | 2009-06-27 14:07:19 | 45.84 | |
| 112 | 2008-10-01 07:56:07 | 41.03 |