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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 963 | 2016-12-17 12:02:05 | 53.04 | 96% |
| 768 | 2016-12-15 11:50:31 | 52.43 | 97% |