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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331 | 2011-05-25 09:19:47 | 111.52 | 96% |
160 | 2011-05-17 06:16:29 | 118.14 | 97% |