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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192 | 2011-03-27 13:16:54 | 123.05 | |
67 | 2011-03-17 18:06:07 | 118.13 |