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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5870 | 2014-08-18 13:20:35 | 78.68 | 89% |
| 5321 | 2014-05-27 12:43:31 | 88.79 | 93% |
| 5115 | 2014-05-11 15:20:59 | 82.53 | 91% |
| 5097 | 2014-05-08 14:19:20 | 69.39 | 88% |
| 3289 | 2014-01-31 23:59:14 | 83.12 | 95% |
| 2768 | 2014-01-17 22:24:25 | 87.04 | 96% |
| 2264 | 2013-12-16 11:31:45 | 82.85 | 95% |
| 2077 | 2013-11-21 16:42:24 | 81.51 | 93% |
| 1556 | 2013-11-04 22:02:26 | 76.92 | 91% |
| 1094 | 2013-10-14 11:27:33 | 68.28 | 94% |
| 962 | 2013-10-10 14:43:55 | 68.44 | 97% |
| 809 | 2013-10-07 19:32:05 | 67.29 | 93% |