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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353 | 2009-09-17 00:50:51 | 53.61 | |
258 | 2009-02-23 16:34:09 | 43.29 |