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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952 | 2010-09-08 08:43:48 | 56.79 | |
714 | 2010-09-02 17:07:54 | 51.94 |