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 |
---|---|---|---|
355 | 2008-12-08 20:31:28 | 62.70 | |
333 | 2008-12-06 14:05:32 | 56.15 | |
295 | 2008-12-04 20:50:04 | 55.25 | |
198 | 2008-11-18 01:45:38 | 57.69 |