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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1822 | 2009-10-16 09:14:55 | 92.06 | |
976 | 2009-10-04 19:13:07 | 81.40 | |
515 | 2009-09-17 16:04:44 | 110.38 |