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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132 | 2012-03-31 06:23:39 | 138.45 | 95% |
95 | 2012-03-30 23:46:15 | 140.35 | 92% |