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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2276 | 2015-10-22 18:02:44 | 41.99 | 95% |
| 2116 | 2015-03-13 13:42:56 | 43.93 | 92% |
| 2027 | 2015-02-12 19:01:23 | 41.51 | 91% |
| 1604 | 2014-03-10 05:14:50 | 40.51 | 91% |
| 949 | 2014-01-24 19:53:41 | 40.13 | 91% |
| 325 | 2013-10-02 00:16:48 | 39.58 | 94% |
| 283 | 2013-09-28 18:32:51 | 34.07 | 89% |
| 75 | 2013-09-11 18:09:45 | 34.78 | 93% |