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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3909 | 2017-11-18 05:29:42 | 165.04 | 100% |
| 2937 | 2017-06-26 14:38:39 | 154.12 | 98% |
| 2874 | 2017-06-21 10:50:54 | 155.03 | 99% |
| 2227 | 2017-06-11 05:40:08 | 142.43 | 98% |
| 1833 | 2017-03-14 21:32:28 | 106.08 | 78% |
| 1386 | 2017-02-12 14:24:44 | 125.11 | 89% |
| 880 | 2016-08-24 14:29:49 | 129.50 | 86% |
| 417 | 2015-02-25 17:53:49 | 130.24 | 90% |
| 81 | 2014-02-08 19:38:37 | 113.97 | 90% |