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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429 | 2009-07-12 05:03:55 | 59.29 | |
141 | 2009-06-20 02:51:50 | 59.18 |