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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146 | 2011-07-03 10:32:17 | 44.42 | 88% |
68 | 2011-06-16 07:57:57 | 46.96 | 94% |