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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1323 | 2015-04-03 21:45:14 | 78.03 | 95% |
| 1009 | 2015-03-25 19:01:06 | 64.65 | 92% |
| 840 | 2015-03-11 18:13:12 | 73.79 | 95% |
| 626 | 2015-02-26 20:38:32 | 68.54 | 93% |
| 355 | 2015-01-14 23:55:27 | 65.32 | 91% |
| 323 | 2015-01-13 22:49:01 | 69.06 | 95% |
| 259 | 2014-12-31 22:52:38 | 63.45 | 92% |
| 66 | 2014-12-10 18:50:31 | 54.06 | 93% |