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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956 | 2011-01-10 12:22:02 | 78.29 | |
851 | 2011-01-09 14:25:06 | 89.71 | |
812 | 2011-01-09 12:38:58 | 78.25 |