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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180 | 2010-11-12 01:33:53 | 113.78 | |
157 | 2010-11-11 00:22:26 | 104.69 |