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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166 | 2011-09-03 18:40:21 | 117.49 | 95% |
68 | 2011-08-11 22:10:31 | 85.97 | 88% |
67 | 2011-08-07 18:15:03 | 115.93 | 95% |