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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 564 | 2012-03-28 09:03:36 | 103.36 | 94% |
| 515 | 2012-03-13 10:02:51 | 123.65 | 96% |