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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295 | 2008-09-01 05:37:59 | 135.93 | |
200 | 2008-08-31 21:10:22 | 125.74 | |
18 | 2008-08-30 20:32:58 | 127.84 |