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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3105 | 2012-07-03 17:12:48 | 86.03 | 100% |
| 2943 | 2011-07-23 21:12:25 | 80.26 | 99% |
| 2892 | 2011-07-12 03:28:52 | 76.05 | 99% |
| 2002 | 2011-01-05 07:27:40 | 60.66 | |
| 1335 | 2010-09-28 00:54:34 | 59.71 | |
| 690 | 2010-07-27 17:54:55 | 59.28 | |
| 32 | 2010-05-17 17:01:15 | 27.48 |