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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65 | 2009-06-26 00:59:16 | 90.45 | |
6 | 2009-06-25 23:45:14 | 83.17 |