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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4803 | 2016-11-21 10:26:09 | 93.77 | 96% |
| 3301 | 2016-02-13 18:29:23 | 75.72 | 95% |
| 2873 | 2015-08-15 19:20:57 | 74.37 | 94% |
| 1690 | 2012-05-21 18:16:22 | 72.73 | 96% |
| 1632 | 2012-05-07 18:17:45 | 65.63 | 95% |
| 1242 | 2012-03-08 19:15:55 | 59.09 | 93% |
| 1172 | 2012-02-24 19:34:57 | 46.82 | 87% |
| 438 | 2011-10-28 17:37:19 | 51.43 | 94% |
| 209 | 2011-10-02 18:59:59 | 44.13 | 95% |