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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1265 | 2010-07-03 01:40:12 | 68.48 | |
472 | 2009-03-19 16:28:25 | 67.84 |