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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9073 | 2017-07-27 10:10:40 | 84.99 | 96% |
| 9033 | 2017-07-27 09:31:16 | 91.73 | 97% |
| 7214 | 2017-07-12 15:33:11 | 85.10 | 96% |
| 6521 | 2017-06-23 09:59:58 | 93.16 | 99% |
| 4773 | 2017-06-03 14:22:53 | 91.00 | 95% |
| 4346 | 2017-05-30 12:47:37 | 89.59 | 96% |
| 4268 | 2017-05-30 08:27:13 | 89.09 | 93% |
| 3616 | 2017-05-16 08:33:50 | 86.30 | 96% |
| 1943 | 2017-04-09 08:12:22 | 79.68 | 93% |