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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3080 | 2016-09-04 04:19:20 | 135.82 | 91% |
| 2763 | 2016-06-04 19:33:52 | 162.26 | 89% |
| 2696 | 2016-06-03 01:59:57 | 160.58 | 95% |
| 2489 | 2016-05-11 19:43:20 | 128.08 | 87% |
| 2221 | 2013-05-08 01:32:45 | 162.69 | 92% |
| 2190 | 2013-05-04 01:19:59 | 139.59 | 90% |
| 867 | 2013-03-11 19:51:56 | 133.15 | 86% |
| 711 | 2013-03-10 02:42:01 | 136.53 | 91% |
| 355 | 2013-03-01 22:16:06 | 140.71 | 92% |