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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204 | 2009-08-03 16:15:29 | 53.31 | |
8 | 2009-07-26 14:45:23 | 53.82 | |
4 | 2009-07-26 14:41:19 | 49.68 |