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 |
---|---|---|---|
440 | 2011-06-01 05:49:34 | 139.53 | 97% |
435 | 2011-05-31 06:32:11 | 119.67 | 93% |
362 | 2011-05-28 18:15:22 | 136.15 | 96% |
285 | 2011-05-17 05:58:11 | 131.67 | 95% |