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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6752 | 2018-09-06 22:35:21 | 109.80 | 98% |
| 4389 | 2013-08-26 23:28:31 | 104.83 | 95% |
| 4205 | 2013-04-11 22:55:22 | 95.47 | 90% |
| 4122 | 2013-04-09 16:16:22 | 102.27 | 93% |
| 3699 | 2013-03-09 00:40:01 | 106.21 | 96% |
| 2834 | 2013-02-02 00:24:20 | 118.66 | 98% |
| 2378 | 2013-01-14 19:43:20 | 95.41 | 93% |
| 1663 | 2012-12-03 22:00:26 | 99.02 | 93% |