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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367 | 2015-04-10 12:26:39 | 121.59 | 92% |
312 | 2015-04-06 12:45:58 | 115.47 | 92% |
242 | 2015-04-02 21:42:42 | 114.16 | 90% |