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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4900 | 2016-09-29 04:47:25 | 112.75 | 94% |
| 4143 | 2015-11-16 02:48:59 | 117.28 | 95% |
| 2914 | 2015-06-17 21:25:39 | 128.94 | 97% |
| 2528 | 2015-05-17 00:06:44 | 102.20 | 91% |
| 2394 | 2015-05-09 23:36:35 | 95.47 | 87% |
| 2344 | 2015-05-02 22:28:37 | 123.43 | 96% |
| 2173 | 2015-04-17 20:59:36 | 110.58 | 93% |
| 1853 | 2015-03-14 01:47:54 | 105.31 | 91% |
| 1417 | 2015-02-20 00:47:53 | 105.31 | 92% |
| 1269 | 2015-02-06 17:03:45 | 118.87 | 94% |
| 892 | 2014-10-04 03:17:06 | 117.41 | 95% |