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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254 | 2012-04-18 20:04:21 | 78.23 | 94% |
93 | 2012-01-06 07:56:40 | 34.14 | 97% |