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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602 | 2009-12-25 18:32:05 | 90.69 | |
219 | 2009-01-13 08:17:29 | 101.26 |