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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87 | 2009-08-16 19:05:51 | 101.42 | |
1 | 2009-04-18 03:44:16 | 64.29 |