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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144 | 2013-04-04 00:39:29 | 69.23 | 95% |
7 | 2013-03-26 03:02:20 | 40.20 | 82% |