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 |
---|---|---|---|
6009 | 2016-09-24 12:45:26 | 77.25 | 94% |
5569 | 2016-08-18 12:17:58 | 76.34 | 96% |
5440 | 2016-08-03 19:22:27 | 73.31 | 96% |
5382 | 2016-08-02 14:48:58 | 69.85 | 91% |
4576 | 2016-03-13 09:38:33 | 71.04 | 94% |
4497 | 2016-03-01 15:12:38 | 78.41 | 94% |
3040 | 2015-09-17 11:35:48 | 73.30 | 97% |
2781 | 2015-09-09 12:59:50 | 64.16 | 92% |
1848 | 2015-07-26 08:31:29 | 67.60 | 94% |
1782 | 2015-07-23 20:25:56 | 62.30 | 96% |
1765 | 2015-07-22 20:20:11 | 62.17 | 93% |
1270 | 2015-07-08 13:28:16 | 58.75 | 92% |
847 | 2015-06-09 12:47:19 | 51.91 | 84% |
457 | 2015-04-27 13:21:01 | 54.54 | 92% |