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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137 | 2009-01-28 22:26:07 | 127.22 | |
120 | 2009-01-27 14:49:50 | 118.49 |