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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1184 | 2011-12-17 04:29:30 | 48.42 | 94% |
| 292 | 2011-11-15 00:12:58 | 90.42 | 92% |