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 |
---|---|---|---|
25375 | 2019-02-13 19:55:58 | 81.57 | 97% |
19474 | 2018-10-03 08:46:44 | 75.59 | 98% |
13681 | 2018-05-16 17:54:36 | 68.97 | 97% |
11944 | 2018-04-09 04:49:39 | 62.93 | 96% |
11253 | 2018-03-20 07:43:23 | 64.67 | 96% |
5958 | 2017-06-30 18:43:02 | 55.85 | 97% |
5349 | 2017-06-27 14:57:50 | 42.12 | 92% |
3232 | 2017-06-12 20:37:24 | 47.03 | 95% |
2709 | 2017-06-07 13:07:17 | 45.40 | 96% |
2325 | 2017-06-05 12:51:25 | 44.02 | 92% |
2126 | 2017-06-02 14:07:14 | 39.88 | 84% |
1927 | 2017-05-31 19:13:14 | 44.70 | 88% |
1204 | 2017-05-22 13:40:53 | 39.07 | 87% |
1082 | 2017-05-19 13:08:56 | 42.22 | 89% |
156 | 2017-05-03 18:41:16 | 30.38 | 87% |