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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175 | 2011-03-25 01:11:22 | 156.35 | |
26 | 2010-12-21 19:22:45 | 117.25 |