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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404 | 2009-06-16 14:05:27 | 115.36 | |
274 | 2008-12-27 03:21:42 | 119.17 |