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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4041 | 2016-01-28 16:03:15 | 78.77 | 92% |
| 4003 | 2016-01-28 14:25:45 | 71.09 | 92% |
| 3706 | 2016-01-24 19:19:15 | 81.86 | 97% |
| 2639 | 2016-01-05 14:15:35 | 73.21 | 94% |
| 2384 | 2016-01-01 12:46:26 | 65.31 | 91% |
| 2291 | 2016-01-01 07:42:02 | 64.84 | 95% |
| 2134 | 2015-12-30 17:29:35 | 78.07 | 95% |
| 1876 | 2015-12-27 10:33:12 | 69.88 | 94% |
| 1610 | 2015-12-25 08:18:27 | 70.32 | 92% |
| 1155 | 2015-12-20 10:03:07 | 68.56 | 91% |
| 171 | 2015-12-04 18:30:19 | 59.20 | 92% |
| 89 | 2015-12-02 16:57:05 | 61.45 | 95% |