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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121 | 2009-09-06 10:27:40 | 98.70 | |
10 | 2009-04-18 11:44:30 | 91.25 |