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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 128 | 2011-09-07 19:02:18 | 66.80 | 92% |
| 65 | 2011-07-20 19:17:45 | 73.53 | 94% |