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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1463 | 2011-02-15 02:04:17 | 68.57 | |
878 | 2011-02-03 19:49:09 | 60.52 | |
648 | 2011-02-02 03:52:45 | 58.05 |