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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510 | 2009-04-28 11:39:39 | 155.16 | |
363 | 2009-04-20 09:58:32 | 142.88 | |
19 | 2008-10-03 10:59:47 | 129.12 |