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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553 | 2011-05-11 01:41:39 | 107.12 | 97% |
26 | 2009-01-13 20:47:50 | 92.67 |