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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440 | 2009-05-20 20:36:30 | 46.71 | |
261 | 2009-04-17 19:32:29 | 39.07 | |
36 | 2009-03-25 13:08:10 | 22.08 |