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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2796 | 2015-12-08 16:26:53 | 95.24 | 91% |
| 2163 | 2014-07-14 14:44:35 | 84.76 | 91% |
| 2082 | 2014-03-26 17:43:49 | 74.60 | 88% |
| 1803 | 2014-01-08 22:48:03 | 80.43 | 90% |
| 1190 | 2013-07-21 22:12:44 | 74.87 | 87% |
| 1084 | 2013-07-13 02:30:07 | 80.15 | 88% |
| 932 | 2013-07-08 20:34:52 | 78.83 | 88% |
| 749 | 2013-06-29 18:35:53 | 76.42 | 85% |
| 657 | 2013-06-26 18:08:35 | 93.68 | 90% |
| 472 | 2013-06-20 23:35:23 | 93.78 | 91% |
| 331 | 2013-05-23 13:08:12 | 79.45 | 93% |
| 250 | 2013-05-15 00:37:47 | 76.60 | 89% |