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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2034 | 2016-04-29 05:28:43 | 87.63 | 93% |
| 1925 | 2016-04-27 15:15:34 | 93.02 | 95% |
| 1593 | 2016-04-09 11:33:09 | 88.03 | 94% |
| 1220 | 2016-03-21 14:29:58 | 82.89 | 91% |
| 1023 | 2016-03-16 12:56:41 | 81.88 | 91% |
| 855 | 2016-02-16 14:06:46 | 80.90 | 94% |
| 506 | 2015-10-16 08:34:18 | 76.01 | 94% |
| 504 | 2015-10-16 04:49:43 | 83.65 | 95% |
| 443 | 2015-10-01 14:50:07 | 73.05 | 96% |
| 428 | 2015-09-30 11:55:40 | 64.52 | 89% |