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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183 | 2010-04-21 13:05:34 | 69.02 | |
27 | 2008-11-03 16:17:52 | 38.36 |