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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 420 | 2012-03-27 16:29:58 | 105.40 | 95% |
| 262 | 2012-02-16 17:27:29 | 102.70 | 95% |
| 122 | 2012-02-06 17:43:34 | 91.64 | 89% |