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 |
---|---|---|---|
3724 | 2012-04-21 06:26:32 | 69.14 | 90% |
3696 | 2012-04-16 07:38:22 | 69.85 | 92% |
3422 | 2012-04-08 02:51:58 | 63.82 | 91% |
3388 | 2012-04-07 02:56:42 | 68.37 | 94% |
2969 | 2012-03-30 07:40:32 | 60.46 | 90% |
2655 | 2012-03-24 09:09:39 | 68.86 | 94% |
2182 | 2012-03-14 09:35:51 | 67.62 | 92% |
1952 | 2012-03-07 12:09:38 | 63.23 | 91% |
1566 | 2012-02-29 09:58:49 | 72.33 | 95% |
1524 | 2012-02-28 17:33:11 | 65.54 | 95% |
1469 | 2012-02-27 07:28:25 | 56.58 | 89% |
974 | 2012-02-06 16:52:15 | 59.43 | 90% |
138 | 2011-12-10 13:53:37 | 63.28 | 91% |
85 | 2011-12-08 14:36:53 | 65.03 | 96% |