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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4448 | 2018-04-02 06:11:38 | 108.43 | 99% |
| 3972 | 2017-05-15 03:00:56 | 82.87 | 88% |
| 3717 | 2017-04-02 04:39:00 | 104.02 | 96% |
| 2923 | 2013-12-08 06:54:16 | 89.32 | 97% |
| 2444 | 2012-09-04 19:06:08 | 91.83 | 94% |
| 974 | 2011-09-04 05:29:20 | 85.98 | 91% |
| 452 | 2011-08-03 05:30:20 | 86.36 | 96% |
| 15 | 2011-07-20 21:30:28 | 87.61 | 94% |