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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 673 | 2012-03-21 14:23:26 | 141.79 | 96% |
| 465 | 2012-02-04 03:53:36 | 133.88 | 93% |