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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281 | 2011-03-05 21:45:08 | 119.31 | |
100 | 2011-03-01 23:57:56 | 124.92 |