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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396 | 2008-12-31 14:03:25 | 117.06 | |
52 | 2008-09-26 06:38:14 | 97.69 |