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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 930 | 2016-01-04 23:37:42 | 106.03 | 94% |
| 786 | 2015-09-25 21:38:06 | 104.20 | 91% |
| 683 | 2015-05-19 22:53:12 | 109.93 | 91% |
| 584 | 2015-03-30 16:41:45 | 109.16 | 93% |
| 572 | 2015-03-16 18:34:36 | 110.90 | 94% |
| 548 | 2015-03-13 07:48:36 | 118.57 | 95% |
| 449 | 2015-02-24 20:42:14 | 102.53 | 91% |
| 301 | 2015-02-01 03:14:40 | 90.37 | 88% |
| 138 | 2014-04-01 19:20:25 | 118.56 | 97% |