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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9403 | 2018-12-27 18:07:50 | 63.92 | 93% |
| 7592 | 2018-09-26 12:18:50 | 70.99 | 94% |
| 3101 | 2017-07-21 13:07:44 | 65.76 | 95% |
| 2288 | 2017-01-05 21:58:55 | 65.36 | 86% |
| 2170 | 2016-12-26 16:43:33 | 50.73 | 77% |
| 2042 | 2016-12-23 17:49:05 | 62.97 | 84% |
| 1937 | 2016-12-19 15:17:39 | 60.51 | 86% |
| 1825 | 2016-12-14 21:48:20 | 64.15 | 87% |
| 1048 | 2016-12-01 19:44:42 | 60.03 | 85% |
| 218 | 2016-11-23 14:11:03 | 55.67 | 86% |