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 |
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330 | 2011-05-26 09:40:14 | 61.65 | 98% |
136 | 2011-05-17 13:20:11 | 68.42 | 98% |