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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 602 | 2009-11-03 12:08:19 | 34.95 | |
| 424 | 2009-11-01 03:10:33 | 33.35 |