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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 928 | 2011-03-03 14:00:05 | 60.53 | |
| 581 | 2011-01-17 13:29:07 | 55.37 |