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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5503 | 2017-09-01 13:16:16 | 68.02 | 98% |
| 4666 | 2017-01-12 08:40:41 | 59.73 | 90% |
| 3923 | 2016-08-19 12:48:17 | 63.38 | 94% |
| 3877 | 2016-07-14 08:15:00 | 60.20 | 92% |
| 3598 | 2016-05-23 08:52:41 | 59.54 | 92% |
| 2754 | 2016-03-16 13:57:15 | 57.89 | 92% |
| 2043 | 2016-02-15 11:19:29 | 60.26 | 96% |
| 1737 | 2016-02-03 20:36:13 | 52.78 | 91% |
| 341 | 2015-11-27 11:01:26 | 49.44 | 93% |