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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404 | 2008-09-02 12:37:57 | 121.45 | |
379 | 2008-08-29 15:03:06 | 138.57 |