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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3218 | 2015-09-07 11:43:00 | 104.54 | 93% |
| 3069 | 2015-05-31 20:40:08 | 107.01 | 94% |
| 3059 | 2015-05-28 23:41:50 | 90.63 | 92% |
| 2809 | 2015-03-17 21:49:25 | 98.94 | 94% |
| 2286 | 2015-02-19 12:30:53 | 95.50 | 91% |
| 2149 | 2015-02-09 02:27:42 | 97.73 | 94% |
| 1297 | 2014-11-07 08:29:46 | 84.25 | 91% |
| 651 | 2014-10-21 17:46:46 | 93.31 | 93% |
| 431 | 2014-10-07 09:44:58 | 80.96 | 88% |