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 |
---|---|---|---|
667 | 2012-10-29 20:04:24 | 92.25 | 92% |
469 | 2012-10-24 22:22:42 | 106.28 | 96% |
163 | 2012-10-13 18:12:40 | 89.47 | 92% |