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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1073 | 2015-01-04 20:40:03 | 92.35 | 99% |
| 923 | 2014-12-24 21:09:52 | 92.74 | 98% |
| 922 | 2014-12-24 21:06:18 | 85.10 | 92% |
| 665 | 2013-10-11 14:30:20 | 78.72 | 97% |
| 546 | 2013-09-07 19:39:28 | 78.21 | 97% |
| 24 | 2013-07-27 22:35:40 | 82.62 | 99% |