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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89 | 2011-01-17 22:18:55 | 104.40 | |
74 | 2011-01-17 22:04:11 | 90.95 |