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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6364 | 2018-11-27 22:35:37 | 112.58 | 99% |
| 5635 | 2018-07-20 21:53:17 | 120.47 | 99% |
| 3678 | 2017-12-07 16:47:44 | 94.63 | 97% |
| 2278 | 2013-07-30 17:19:43 | 102.80 | 99% |
| 2055 | 2013-07-15 19:55:18 | 81.76 | 91% |
| 1633 | 2013-05-06 20:06:05 | 89.97 | 94% |
| 901 | 2012-12-18 21:15:53 | 86.99 | 93% |
| 590 | 2012-11-16 05:54:57 | 81.66 | 90% |
| 354 | 2012-10-26 04:09:28 | 90.41 | 97% |