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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943 | 2011-05-02 18:27:25 | 41.07 | |
342 | 2011-04-16 01:43:39 | 37.55 |