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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49 | 2008-09-10 12:10:37 | 44.61 | |
31 | 2008-09-10 10:36:53 | 42.46 |