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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3266 | 2015-06-19 20:51:18 | 60.98 | 95% |
| 3196 | 2015-05-26 11:12:13 | 48.59 | 88% |
| 3159 | 2015-04-01 20:15:16 | 48.13 | 89% |
| 2943 | 2015-02-02 06:00:55 | 52.35 | 93% |
| 2191 | 2014-10-09 23:55:58 | 51.05 | 92% |
| 1950 | 2014-09-24 22:17:20 | 42.79 | 86% |
| 1929 | 2014-09-22 10:13:10 | 43.14 | 89% |
| 175 | 2014-02-23 22:23:48 | 32.41 | 94% |