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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5620 | 2016-10-13 07:17:20 | 98.79 | 95% |
| 4511 | 2016-05-01 05:08:36 | 93.78 | 94% |
| 4207 | 2016-04-18 16:24:25 | 83.55 | 94% |
| 3946 | 2016-04-10 04:36:10 | 94.32 | 98% |
| 3598 | 2016-04-01 04:33:20 | 95.74 | 96% |
| 3464 | 2016-03-27 16:39:33 | 85.43 | 95% |
| 1910 | 2012-02-22 02:38:00 | 67.09 | 91% |
| 1741 | 2012-02-16 08:26:47 | 72.75 | 94% |
| 442 | 2012-01-24 03:27:00 | 57.77 | 93% |