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 |
---|---|---|---|
8401 | 2017-09-03 13:26:22 | 102.57 | 98% |
6222 | 2017-06-22 19:01:45 | 100.17 | 98% |
5895 | 2017-06-12 10:04:35 | 100.81 | 97% |
4113 | 2015-04-06 10:21:03 | 95.69 | 92% |
3791 | 2015-03-11 19:02:05 | 89.87 | 89% |
3692 | 2015-01-12 07:07:47 | 80.00 | 89% |
3398 | 2014-12-24 19:48:33 | 82.57 | 89% |
3065 | 2014-11-14 07:11:43 | 72.35 | 88% |
2840 | 2014-11-01 16:23:51 | 83.14 | 91% |
1576 | 2014-05-12 11:13:56 | 86.88 | 94% |
1106 | 2014-02-16 18:27:40 | 80.67 | 91% |
831 | 2014-01-30 15:56:00 | 79.91 | 94% |
216 | 2014-01-01 23:49:55 | 65.09 | 88% |
47 | 2013-07-07 09:53:11 | 66.60 | 95% |