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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 369 | 2011-11-14 07:12:04 | 49.26 | 89% |
| 358 | 2011-11-13 11:02:56 | 53.90 | 92% |