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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1252 | 2012-09-02 19:32:51 | 77.19 | 96% |
892 | 2012-03-06 04:39:21 | 52.97 | 93% |