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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320 | 2014-06-05 20:11:28 | 109.14 | 95% |
150 | 2014-05-11 18:45:54 | 106.34 | 92% |