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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436 | 2009-12-13 08:42:21 | 57.85 | |
187 | 2008-12-30 02:27:10 | 42.36 | |
66 | 2008-12-24 05:33:00 | 39.61 |