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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327 | 2011-10-12 17:01:54 | 48.61 | 92% |
85 | 2011-10-07 19:00:21 | 57.60 | 97% |