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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323 | 2011-11-28 10:31:59 | 32.64 | 89% |
45 | 2011-10-06 07:47:20 | 36.52 | 90% |