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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296 | 2011-02-11 03:24:25 | 54.10 | |
34 | 2010-04-02 15:02:25 | 46.29 |