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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 183 | 2012-10-15 13:39:01 | 120.58 | 96% |
| 44 | 2012-10-02 21:49:41 | 112.33 | 94% |