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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4286 | 2017-05-19 18:39:02 | 154.14 | 98% |
| 3702 | 2017-03-07 01:53:59 | 132.09 | 90% |
| 2761 | 2016-12-28 21:35:15 | 161.45 | 99% |
| 2646 | 2016-10-21 19:21:44 | 156.43 | 97% |
| 2604 | 2016-10-08 22:18:54 | 147.84 | 93% |
| 2313 | 2016-08-23 02:57:01 | 142.83 | 96% |
| 1284 | 2016-01-22 23:46:58 | 145.12 | 99% |
| 1196 | 2016-01-19 01:35:33 | 142.08 | 97% |
| 855 | 2016-01-12 21:48:27 | 136.35 | 95% |
| 173 | 2015-12-20 21:13:48 | 129.20 | 87% |
| 128 | 2015-12-19 19:03:54 | 135.58 | 91% |