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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 671 | 2011-10-28 03:25:05 | 61.07 | 91% |
| 235 | 2010-05-15 07:00:20 | 36.78 |