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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179 | 2009-12-07 13:18:27 | 78.12 | |
68 | 2009-12-02 14:35:33 | 86.47 | |
20 | 2009-11-30 21:28:22 | 73.04 |