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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249 | 2009-06-19 01:18:23 | 84.16 | |
166 | 2009-06-17 03:26:18 | 102.36 |