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 |
---|---|---|---|
811 | 2009-03-18 14:16:43 | 105.90 | |
787 | 2009-03-18 11:53:28 | 99.35 | |
747 | 2009-03-17 16:38:45 | 92.95 | |
76 | 2009-03-09 15:50:11 | 81.30 | |
3 | 2009-03-08 15:29:32 | 100.30 |