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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 666 | 2011-12-29 09:53:49 | 69.96 | 97% |
| 282 | 2011-12-15 10:43:47 | 76.67 | 96% |