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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400 | 2014-09-20 08:01:17 | 54.89 | 99% |
170 | 2014-09-08 11:00:10 | 38.78 | 93% |