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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2688 | 2015-05-04 08:05:56 | 88.58 | 97% |
| 2571 | 2015-04-12 12:27:10 | 86.71 | 96% |
| 2447 | 2015-03-28 15:35:15 | 89.80 | 98% |
| 1525 | 2014-06-01 10:36:16 | 85.27 | 98% |
| 1033 | 2013-08-14 17:07:38 | 69.50 | 96% |
| 839 | 2013-08-13 09:58:17 | 68.82 | 95% |
| 312 | 2013-07-27 08:03:16 | 65.52 | 94% |
| 304 | 2013-07-27 07:28:04 | 66.07 | 96% |