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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1087 | 2011-07-04 10:32:10 | 39.55 | 88% |
| 521 | 2011-06-10 21:09:26 | 47.55 | 88% |