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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9442 | 2018-11-19 05:02:34 | 135.56 | 97% |
| 9412 | 2018-11-16 00:09:50 | 150.48 | 98% |
| 1991 | 2017-04-10 19:22:38 | 157.62 | 98% |
| 584 | 2014-10-28 14:48:50 | 128.84 | 90% |
| 555 | 2014-10-20 20:30:53 | 152.16 | 98% |
| 251 | 2014-09-03 18:41:02 | 143.96 | 94% |
| 240 | 2014-09-02 18:06:26 | 147.63 | 97% |
| 207 | 2014-08-29 13:48:42 | 141.88 | 97% |
| 1 | 2014-08-15 16:29:53 | 156.14 | 98% |