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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1138 | 2012-02-11 09:42:14 | 53.57 | 96% |
751 | 2012-01-31 16:57:06 | 46.39 | 97% |