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 |
---|---|---|---|
17095 | 2018-02-16 02:32:59 | 82.22 | 99% |
14994 | 2017-08-28 06:27:03 | 80.87 | 99% |
11136 | 2017-05-22 03:09:10 | 76.93 | 98% |
10250 | 2017-05-20 05:36:25 | 70.88 | 97% |
10098 | 2017-05-19 04:45:38 | 78.75 | 98% |
9085 | 2017-05-13 05:20:06 | 83.63 | 100% |
8211 | 2017-05-04 06:25:54 | 70.15 | 95% |
7871 | 2017-05-02 11:47:50 | 69.81 | 96% |
6108 | 2017-02-20 07:45:14 | 55.80 | 96% |
5265 | 2017-02-14 06:55:56 | 47.08 | 93% |
4600 | 2017-02-10 12:21:17 | 46.00 | 95% |
3978 | 2017-02-03 06:26:52 | 42.52 | 83% |
2978 | 2017-01-28 08:21:10 | 52.48 | 94% |
1672 | 2017-01-21 11:43:05 | 63.64 | 95% |