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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 428 | 2012-04-21 12:20:49 | 86.28 | 99% |
| 144 | 2012-04-11 21:07:03 | 80.46 | 99% |