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 |
---|---|---|---|
9546 | 2012-06-23 16:25:17 | 61.07 | 82% |
8489 | 2012-04-24 01:59:12 | 51.41 | 83% |
7803 | 2012-03-24 04:18:07 | 41.46 | 78% |
6802 | 2012-01-22 13:09:52 | 48.41 | 82% |
6792 | 2012-01-21 06:17:10 | 49.47 | 81% |
6236 | 2011-12-14 02:21:02 | 48.13 | 81% |
5580 | 2011-12-09 16:15:11 | 49.42 | 86% |
4580 | 2011-11-30 20:29:12 | 39.37 | 76% |
3828 | 2011-11-27 14:18:21 | 35.20 | 79% |
3495 | 2011-11-23 14:46:38 | 45.56 | 83% |
3279 | 2011-11-22 02:29:30 | 30.54 | 79% |
3101 | 2011-11-20 20:14:20 | 47.37 | 82% |
2937 | 2011-11-19 22:50:02 | 39.31 | 81% |
617 | 2011-10-31 04:34:17 | 41.85 | 91% |