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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5836 | 2019-08-30 22:51:27 | 79.54 | 98% |
| 2078 | 2013-12-24 04:02:38 | 70.67 | 95% |
| 1725 | 2013-08-12 02:42:33 | 74.30 | 97% |
| 1436 | 2012-06-20 15:49:49 | 64.79 | 91% |
| 1212 | 2012-05-09 23:05:20 | 62.58 | 94% |
| 1183 | 2012-05-08 13:04:27 | 58.29 | 91% |
| 1158 | 2012-04-29 06:51:11 | 55.32 | 91% |
| 997 | 2012-04-13 12:31:01 | 53.55 | 93% |
| 716 | 2012-03-29 17:30:57 | 60.94 | 93% |