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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469 | 2009-11-30 14:40:05 | 64.84 | |
213 | 2009-11-22 10:19:56 | 55.61 |