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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241 | 2009-02-17 18:32:46 | 126.18 | |
163 | 2009-01-17 06:39:02 | 143.63 | |
24 | 2009-01-16 23:53:59 | 147.18 |