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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2104 | 2014-06-26 14:12:46 | 113.20 | 93% |
| 1978 | 2014-06-17 13:28:10 | 117.85 | 96% |
| 1895 | 2014-06-14 12:41:53 | 130.74 | 99% |
| 1889 | 2014-06-14 12:36:11 | 104.55 | 92% |
| 1284 | 2014-04-04 15:00:18 | 106.04 | 94% |
| 1274 | 2014-04-04 14:52:59 | 118.00 | 99% |
| 72 | 2013-04-26 11:52:15 | 115.27 | 100% |
| 2 | 2013-04-26 09:12:32 | 99.19 | 95% |