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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 373 | 2012-01-27 12:46:50 | 46.75 | 92% |
| 325 | 2012-01-17 15:44:21 | 34.66 | 91% |
| 238 | 2012-01-03 14:45:22 | 42.53 | 91% |