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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615 | 2014-03-05 19:37:47 | 72.33 | 94% |
533 | 2014-03-04 23:37:49 | 71.27 | 93% |