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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628 | 2009-03-25 08:15:13 | 43.51 | |
440 | 2009-03-21 12:16:48 | 64.47 | |
245 | 2009-03-20 07:46:19 | 72.46 |