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 |
---|---|---|---|
2835 | 2009-10-11 03:43:40 | 24.44 | |
2556 | 2009-09-13 00:14:31 | 44.88 | |
2325 | 2009-08-24 02:17:49 | 33.07 | |
2279 | 2009-08-23 23:05:26 | 44.93 | |
2137 | 2009-08-15 02:23:09 | 39.27 | |
2013 | 2009-08-09 02:48:45 | 43.61 | |
1916 | 2009-08-02 20:28:35 | 45.80 | |
1885 | 2009-08-02 18:18:59 | 46.43 | |
1766 | 2009-07-26 19:57:05 | 33.71 | |
1174 | 2009-07-12 01:13:40 | 43.68 | |
1128 | 2009-07-05 19:28:53 | 39.41 | |
986 | 2009-07-04 21:10:57 | 39.65 | |
941 | 2009-06-28 20:32:15 | 38.92 | |
313 | 2009-05-01 01:56:05 | 35.87 | |
119 | 2009-04-25 21:02:01 | 31.96 | |
52 | 2009-04-19 03:18:00 | 32.27 |