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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2091 | 2014-03-04 06:48:49 | 47.65 | 95% |
| 1439 | 2013-02-26 04:19:11 | 48.09 | 94% |
| 1155 | 2013-01-07 01:56:17 | 42.76 | 95% |
| 1122 | 2013-01-04 05:33:03 | 40.96 | 94% |
| 1059 | 2013-01-02 07:07:33 | 38.90 | 96% |
| 890 | 2012-12-24 09:53:42 | 38.32 | 90% |
| 444 | 2012-11-30 07:07:18 | 37.86 | 94% |