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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2221 | 2014-08-11 13:02:28 | 75.01 | 99% |
| 1889 | 2014-07-18 12:55:33 | 63.13 | 90% |
| 1827 | 2014-07-17 06:10:33 | 74.44 | 97% |
| 1774 | 2013-05-22 04:35:21 | 72.09 | 97% |
| 1604 | 2013-05-04 14:10:21 | 71.34 | 100% |
| 1562 | 2013-05-04 09:33:22 | 58.99 | 99% |
| 955 | 2013-04-19 07:59:32 | 66.46 | 99% |
| 818 | 2013-04-15 07:48:17 | 74.21 | 99% |
| 534 | 2013-04-08 15:06:44 | 57.87 | 99% |