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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512 | 2014-09-05 15:17:04 | 97.65 | 93% |
85 | 2014-02-11 12:57:39 | 74.78 | 91% |