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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3407 | 2016-07-09 16:54:36 | 111.79 | 97% |
| 3140 | 2015-09-28 14:35:36 | 94.14 | 90% |
| 3095 | 2015-09-21 12:00:13 | 97.30 | 92% |
| 3047 | 2015-08-02 01:48:25 | 96.86 | 93% |
| 2975 | 2015-07-26 11:23:17 | 86.34 | 91% |
| 2655 | 2015-07-03 15:20:43 | 85.13 | 88% |
| 983 | 2015-05-24 02:01:54 | 90.40 | 96% |
| 716 | 2015-05-20 15:58:01 | 79.13 | 94% |
| 677 | 2015-05-20 01:52:03 | 93.14 | 98% |