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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205 | 2010-03-25 11:48:28 | 83.71 | |
101 | 2010-03-07 13:34:04 | 76.56 | |
55 | 2010-03-07 12:38:16 | 86.22 |