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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4230 | 2016-06-08 19:02:48 | 85.46 | 96% |
| 4200 | 2015-12-14 20:53:50 | 87.01 | 97% |
| 3409 | 2015-07-14 00:37:42 | 87.91 | 96% |
| 3354 | 2015-07-10 22:45:54 | 80.98 | 93% |
| 3259 | 2015-07-06 21:23:43 | 81.28 | 93% |
| 3101 | 2015-06-24 19:07:23 | 88.63 | 94% |
| 783 | 2015-01-05 23:03:31 | 78.60 | 94% |
| 304 | 2014-12-02 20:37:46 | 78.93 | 94% |