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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1205 | 2009-11-08 06:38:44 | 51.85 | |
721 | 2009-06-21 06:58:35 | 62.50 |