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 |
---|---|---|---|
3836 | 2010-01-18 11:05:45 | 96.42 | |
3757 | 2010-01-10 13:35:53 | 101.01 | |
3719 | 2009-12-09 08:40:32 | 105.99 | |
3405 | 2009-10-26 22:20:33 | 94.98 | |
3334 | 2009-10-25 11:58:57 | 97.38 | |
2919 | 2009-10-17 11:40:02 | 88.53 | |
2810 | 2009-10-17 09:45:50 | 107.61 | |
2674 | 2009-10-16 15:03:38 | 104.41 | |
2487 | 2009-10-13 15:58:23 | 97.49 | |
2420 | 2009-10-13 13:07:24 | 101.88 | |
1301 | 2009-09-23 12:03:06 | 98.70 | |
1242 | 2009-09-23 10:02:52 | 94.85 | |
898 | 2009-09-20 00:28:05 | 88.63 | |
438 | 2009-09-17 02:47:00 | 84.06 | |
301 | 2009-09-16 21:59:14 | 92.28 |