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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509 | 2011-08-13 15:42:17 | 146.71 | 95% |
2 | 2010-02-22 00:03:43 | 134.28 |