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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2673 | 2014-04-18 20:04:22 | 110.23 | 97% |
| 2342 | 2013-12-26 01:26:13 | 118.08 | 99% |
| 2278 | 2013-12-18 23:57:40 | 95.01 | 91% |
| 2168 | 2013-12-05 21:43:50 | 103.48 | 93% |
| 1869 | 2013-11-03 07:10:19 | 92.85 | 90% |
| 1443 | 2013-01-08 08:43:26 | 90.32 | 92% |
| 477 | 2012-04-02 16:04:14 | 84.14 | 92% |
| 205 | 2012-03-24 09:09:34 | 77.73 | 90% |