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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232 | 2009-05-27 18:19:33 | 45.69 | |
8 | 2009-04-17 18:06:29 | 37.78 |