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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1355 | 2015-05-19 09:36:11 | 64.22 | 94% |
| 1285 | 2015-04-29 03:32:33 | 63.59 | 92% |
| 1250 | 2015-04-28 02:40:04 | 68.61 | 94% |
| 1133 | 2015-04-16 10:09:21 | 68.23 | 96% |
| 1118 | 2015-04-15 03:31:49 | 61.55 | 90% |
| 444 | 2013-10-31 03:50:26 | 51.97 | 96% |
| 334 | 2013-10-24 09:58:54 | 49.51 | 93% |
| 28 | 2013-10-20 09:40:32 | 38.85 | 90% |