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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6079 | 2017-01-08 17:57:10 | 78.34 | 95% |
| 5560 | 2015-07-16 02:35:27 | 79.44 | 98% |
| 5015 | 2015-06-19 22:27:44 | 73.78 | 95% |
| 4843 | 2015-06-10 03:49:10 | 72.24 | 96% |
| 4581 | 2015-05-21 04:38:09 | 69.65 | 95% |
| 4125 | 2015-04-27 18:37:41 | 75.45 | 96% |
| 4014 | 2015-04-25 14:16:30 | 73.13 | 95% |
| 3269 | 2015-04-04 16:44:18 | 74.96 | 95% |
| 3262 | 2015-04-04 16:36:43 | 73.32 | 95% |
| 2381 | 2015-03-17 13:39:31 | 63.47 | 94% |
| 617 | 2015-02-01 20:23:09 | 58.64 | 91% |