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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218 | 2009-05-24 23:35:15 | 159.73 | |
201 | 2009-02-12 09:36:38 | 137.30 |