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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596 | 2009-06-02 18:29:26 | 47.80 | |
593 | 2009-06-01 19:20:33 | 49.30 | |
241 | 2009-04-29 19:22:36 | 41.27 | |
183 | 2009-04-24 01:33:55 | 35.02 |