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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1167 | 2012-03-12 01:31:37 | 109.63 | 96% |
433 | 2012-02-09 23:00:09 | 101.96 | 98% |