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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1563 | 2016-03-04 14:45:05 | 117.90 | 90% |
| 1529 | 2016-01-24 12:00:31 | 130.31 | 93% |
| 1351 | 2015-07-22 22:14:33 | 126.13 | 92% |
| 1248 | 2015-07-04 20:03:15 | 127.36 | 94% |
| 1072 | 2015-06-25 15:51:02 | 122.64 | 92% |
| 822 | 2015-06-04 21:55:30 | 115.77 | 91% |
| 546 | 2015-04-18 12:12:16 | 118.13 | 94% |
| 342 | 2015-04-09 16:12:55 | 121.12 | 91% |
| 75 | 2015-03-27 16:22:26 | 105.50 | 91% |