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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2483 | 2011-10-11 21:42:46 | 54.41 | 92% |
| 2345 | 2011-10-03 21:22:02 | 54.14 | 94% |
| 532 | 2011-02-06 03:52:32 | 49.51 |