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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349 | 2012-04-03 12:01:37 | 68.61 | 93% |
270 | 2012-03-28 09:12:12 | 66.76 | 94% |