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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310 | 2012-02-07 05:00:26 | 37.35 | 96% |
59 | 2011-05-28 05:04:51 | 32.00 | 97% |