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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2877 | 2016-10-27 20:24:06 | 99.13 | 99% |
| 2844 | 2016-10-27 16:08:38 | 94.25 | 98% |
| 2767 | 2016-10-26 19:04:51 | 89.10 | 94% |
| 2052 | 2016-10-10 22:32:00 | 95.57 | 97% |
| 1774 | 2016-10-03 21:21:13 | 89.46 | 97% |
| 1646 | 2016-09-29 15:05:37 | 88.77 | 96% |
| 1118 | 2016-09-15 16:26:33 | 94.43 | 98% |
| 797 | 2016-09-08 15:28:38 | 92.04 | 96% |
| 643 | 2016-09-01 20:02:30 | 89.88 | 97% |
| 628 | 2016-09-01 17:39:27 | 87.34 | 96% |