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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2995 | 2023-11-02 03:05:43 | 81.09 | 96.6% |
| 1549 | 2010-07-29 10:14:31 | 88.37 | |
| 1146 | 2010-06-22 16:14:34 | 61.18 | |
| 781 | 2010-06-16 10:21:22 | 74.96 | |
| 624 | 2010-06-12 07:30:46 | 73.79 | |
| 229 | 2009-10-25 11:18:28 | 55.23 | |
| 188 | 2009-10-23 16:45:14 | 53.09 | |
| 166 | 2009-10-23 14:07:21 | 61.53 | |
| 152 | 2009-10-23 13:49:05 | 58.98 | |
| 32 | 2009-10-06 07:18:56 | 57.02 |