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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243 | 2011-10-16 09:19:23 | 51.20 | 89% |
207 | 2011-10-14 21:13:39 | 46.05 | 90% |