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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497 | 2011-12-12 03:31:58 | 122.31 | 96% |
53 | 2011-07-08 01:06:38 | 138.79 | 99% |