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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1296 | 2014-01-30 09:46:45 | 58.69 | 99% |
| 1105 | 2013-12-16 08:09:08 | 61.35 | 97% |
| 1089 | 2013-12-14 08:43:17 | 63.22 | 99% |
| 1057 | 2013-12-13 09:21:58 | 60.60 | 97% |
| 919 | 2013-12-05 06:53:40 | 53.33 | 97% |
| 826 | 2013-11-25 06:33:09 | 52.63 | 97% |
| 824 | 2013-11-21 17:07:00 | 46.84 | 98% |
| 704 | 2013-09-14 17:40:41 | 53.11 | 95% |
| 326 | 2012-03-01 06:39:33 | 47.17 | 95% |