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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363 | 2010-04-15 13:09:10 | 89.03 | |
231 | 2010-03-24 14:42:33 | 83.56 | |
63 | 2010-03-18 18:34:48 | 84.65 |