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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3569 | 2014-12-26 12:17:17 | 87.32 | 94% |
| 3507 | 2014-12-23 22:53:54 | 73.35 | 88% |
| 2924 | 2014-11-16 22:37:42 | 82.36 | 92% |
| 2610 | 2014-04-29 23:22:10 | 72.04 | 93% |
| 2363 | 2013-12-22 20:21:47 | 90.41 | 95% |
| 1380 | 2013-10-28 18:54:56 | 84.93 | 93% |
| 935 | 2013-10-20 22:04:06 | 88.07 | 94% |
| 690 | 2013-10-13 16:14:28 | 78.92 | 95% |
| 327 | 2013-10-06 13:37:15 | 70.91 | 93% |