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 |
---|---|---|---|
5880 | 2014-08-27 18:55:40 | 88.87 | 91% |
5416 | 2014-07-11 20:42:12 | 89.55 | 94% |
4910 | 2014-07-08 19:56:39 | 84.38 | 93% |
4526 | 2014-07-03 14:51:35 | 91.29 | 92% |
4152 | 2014-06-30 17:19:45 | 99.70 | 97% |
3793 | 2014-06-25 21:49:33 | 91.53 | 96% |
2790 | 2014-06-19 17:57:49 | 84.30 | 95% |
2456 | 2014-06-13 18:00:35 | 85.01 | 95% |
2268 | 2014-06-12 20:17:23 | 78.61 | 90% |
2192 | 2014-06-12 18:40:51 | 72.95 | 91% |
2063 | 2014-06-12 16:18:21 | 78.80 | 93% |
1384 | 2014-06-10 20:31:20 | 95.17 | 97% |
1376 | 2014-06-10 20:24:38 | 85.01 | 96% |
1030 | 2014-06-10 14:24:11 | 107.20 | 100% |
427 | 2014-06-06 15:33:15 | 87.54 | 94% |
368 | 2014-06-05 23:02:36 | 89.08 | 93% |
168 | 2014-06-04 22:27:30 | 92.29 | 97% |