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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 395 | 2010-02-10 13:59:51 | 133.81 | |
| 191 | 2009-11-10 14:07:22 | 123.39 |