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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445 | 2009-08-07 22:10:53 | 117.73 | |
231 | 2009-03-23 18:59:55 | 77.95 | |
88 | 2009-03-16 15:01:09 | 121.64 | |
17 | 2009-03-12 22:46:04 | 107.76 |