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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1574 | 2016-12-18 19:58:47 | 90.88 | 85% |
| 1498 | 2016-07-03 03:30:15 | 84.33 | 85% |
| 1411 | 2016-02-05 19:41:09 | 94.57 | 91% |
| 1362 | 2015-10-03 03:55:14 | 80.89 | 85% |
| 1324 | 2015-08-23 17:39:08 | 95.67 | 93% |
| 902 | 2015-03-15 21:50:51 | 89.72 | 83% |
| 746 | 2015-02-13 22:19:30 | 109.02 | 94% |
| 724 | 2015-02-11 22:48:03 | 99.43 | 91% |
| 581 | 2015-02-01 03:14:39 | 91.73 | 90% |
| 425 | 2014-11-02 03:22:04 | 79.58 | 89% |