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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3086 | 2016-12-05 02:21:18 | 71.60 | 94% |
| 2845 | 2015-11-30 06:35:37 | 63.85 | 91% |
| 2746 | 2015-09-28 03:21:46 | 67.18 | 91% |
| 2040 | 2014-03-31 13:33:44 | 68.52 | 93% |
| 1560 | 2013-05-26 09:21:30 | 57.11 | 88% |
| 318 | 2013-03-15 05:53:08 | 55.64 | 91% |
| 235 | 2013-03-11 04:40:33 | 54.67 | 94% |
| 69 | 2013-03-06 03:10:34 | 49.08 | 91% |