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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412 | 2009-02-19 17:20:18 | 83.85 | |
125 | 2009-01-20 15:11:54 | 69.56 |