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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4827 | 2019-12-15 11:31:22 | 112.23 | 97% |
| 1967 | 2016-09-20 16:00:34 | 91.53 | 88% |
| 1864 | 2016-09-11 20:50:04 | 90.27 | 94% |
| 1709 | 2016-09-02 17:28:30 | 98.00 | 95% |
| 1146 | 2014-10-30 16:38:51 | 75.27 | 84% |
| 1132 | 2014-10-30 16:21:20 | 86.38 | 92% |
| 877 | 2014-02-18 19:41:30 | 73.08 | 85% |
| 494 | 2013-12-30 22:10:25 | 78.28 | 88% |
| 329 | 2013-12-29 10:42:07 | 70.95 | 88% |
| 115 | 2013-12-26 17:06:40 | 66.98 | 88% |