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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 515 | 2012-12-31 21:38:36 | 51.67 | 88% |
| 15 | 2012-07-16 00:16:54 | 24.46 | 83% |