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 |
---|---|---|---|
2070 | 2009-01-26 20:40:03 | 78.71 | |
1974 | 2009-01-14 14:59:47 | 72.91 | |
1955 | 2009-01-14 13:20:46 | 74.23 | |
1929 | 2009-01-12 11:43:04 | 72.50 | |
1390 | 2008-12-17 19:50:21 | 62.58 | |
1370 | 2008-12-17 17:56:00 | 73.13 | |
1336 | 2008-12-16 19:50:15 | 70.43 | |
1227 | 2008-09-22 13:40:26 | 57.80 | |
1226 | 2008-09-22 13:38:54 | 59.71 | |
718 | 2008-09-10 11:12:14 | 54.90 | |
658 | 2008-09-09 23:51:57 | 49.38 | |
549 | 2008-09-09 15:52:58 | 47.64 | |
422 | 2008-09-08 21:54:44 | 53.94 | |
266 | 2008-09-08 12:30:56 | 45.69 | |
120 | 2008-09-05 22:58:44 | 43.41 |