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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4091 | 2015-09-12 08:07:10 | 72.73 | 95% |
| 3972 | 2015-07-28 18:36:50 | 63.21 | 92% |
| 3932 | 2015-07-22 11:30:38 | 66.17 | 90% |
| 3229 | 2015-05-01 04:57:26 | 57.02 | 92% |
| 2247 | 2015-03-27 12:09:32 | 67.38 | 96% |
| 1377 | 2014-12-30 17:05:58 | 60.05 | 92% |
| 1316 | 2014-12-24 16:58:43 | 61.49 | 93% |
| 957 | 2014-11-28 19:51:32 | 49.68 | 91% |
| 561 | 2014-11-13 15:05:16 | 48.84 | 88% |
| 380 | 2014-10-29 06:54:24 | 61.91 | 95% |
| 167 | 2014-09-15 16:21:15 | 57.01 | 95% |