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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2018 | 2014-06-02 13:58:33 | 114.89 | 99% |
| 1899 | 2013-04-13 12:44:02 | 99.84 | 95% |
| 1631 | 2012-05-22 03:07:57 | 106.99 | 95% |
| 635 | 2011-09-25 06:16:12 | 120.15 | 97% |
| 593 | 2011-09-24 09:58:40 | 104.12 | 96% |
| 370 | 2011-09-21 08:27:53 | 99.72 | 95% |
| 166 | 2011-09-09 05:13:25 | 108.54 | 96% |