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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263 | 2012-03-13 05:28:34 | 66.41 | 97% |
254 | 2012-03-09 10:04:04 | 57.11 | 90% |