And in the world a heart of darkness, a firezone, where poets speak their hearts then bleed for it. Jara sang, his song a weapon, in the hands of love. You know his blood still cries from the ground. It runs like a river to the sea. We run like a river runs to the sea.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
5671 | 2016-09-16 17:21:12 | 99.60 | 96% |
5101 | 2016-09-06 20:59:22 | 113.22 | 99% |
4744 | 2016-09-01 20:07:46 | 105.58 | 96% |
3330 | 2016-08-21 20:27:38 | 105.44 | 98% |
2795 | 2016-08-15 22:14:23 | 101.93 | 99% |
2650 | 2016-08-15 00:45:06 | 84.39 | 93% |
1929 | 2016-07-31 04:39:50 | 104.52 | 99% |
1894 | 2016-07-30 23:30:17 | 103.91 | 99% |
1769 | 2016-07-27 22:51:52 | 98.45 | 99% |
1161 | 2014-08-20 06:17:32 | 91.97 | 97% |
1015 | 2014-08-10 23:57:42 | 86.43 | 95% |
985 | 2014-08-09 23:58:40 | 92.96 | 97% |
931 | 2014-08-08 04:51:41 | 91.41 | 96% |
602 | 2014-07-27 03:22:38 | 78.87 | 93% |
470 | 2014-07-01 06:31:56 | 94.01 | 100% |