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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1167 | 2010-03-05 15:08:12 | 58.40 | |
323 | 2010-02-09 17:38:29 | 48.87 | |
121 | 2010-02-08 18:24:20 | 50.00 |