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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3718 | 2016-07-26 22:07:05 | 60.52 | 91% |
| 3442 | 2015-05-15 14:46:20 | 63.70 | 90% |
| 2466 | 2014-10-07 22:21:03 | 57.44 | 92% |
| 1556 | 2013-03-01 23:05:29 | 53.07 | 93% |
| 1546 | 2013-03-01 15:35:18 | 49.26 | 90% |
| 1495 | 2013-02-27 20:11:52 | 53.73 | 92% |
| 1408 | 2013-02-25 16:06:00 | 52.69 | 93% |
| 1053 | 2013-01-30 15:05:07 | 49.85 | 91% |