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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4936 | 2017-12-01 00:04:31 | 187.90 | 100% |
| 4222 | 2017-08-10 14:51:30 | 174.64 | 100% |
| 3826 | 2017-07-25 01:53:51 | 170.57 | 99% |
| 3194 | 2017-06-11 21:16:36 | 171.02 | 99% |
| 1599 | 2017-05-29 05:08:21 | 166.83 | 96% |
| 1251 | 2017-05-28 21:39:27 | 160.63 | 96% |
| 958 | 2017-05-28 05:13:17 | 160.22 | 95% |
| 209 | 2015-09-28 03:29:19 | 149.02 | 94% |
| 29 | 2015-01-16 14:59:31 | 137.57 | 92% |