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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5642 | 2016-11-03 21:42:12 | 66.69 | 84% |
| 4436 | 2016-08-02 17:30:56 | 73.90 | 92% |
| 4250 | 2016-07-18 17:27:59 | 74.60 | 91% |
| 3333 | 2016-06-03 20:17:41 | 63.01 | 87% |
| 2553 | 2016-05-07 10:26:38 | 61.69 | 88% |
| 2180 | 2016-04-26 20:17:08 | 58.60 | 86% |
| 1974 | 2016-04-20 18:24:47 | 56.16 | 87% |
| 1847 | 2016-04-11 20:08:34 | 70.41 | 95% |
| 95 | 2015-12-09 18:11:38 | 39.98 | 86% |