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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185 | 2010-04-07 06:30:12 | 125.63 | |
113 | 2010-04-07 05:04:10 | 94.89 |