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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807 | 2009-12-03 15:04:54 | 55.41 | |
500 | 2009-07-15 16:37:08 | 52.97 | |
350 | 2009-07-07 06:05:25 | 52.40 |