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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 547 | 2013-02-07 17:00:57 | 114.64 | 95% |
| 303 | 2013-01-21 17:00:48 | 104.36 | 95% |