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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294 | 2009-09-12 07:31:32 | 51.06 | |
70 | 2009-09-02 08:11:02 | 51.08 |