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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195 | 2010-04-05 18:42:26 | 28.78 | |
126 | 2010-03-12 19:56:37 | 58.87 |