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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3522 | 2012-06-18 13:35:11 | 93.93 | 98% |
| 2865 | 2012-05-18 15:30:54 | 81.03 | 95% |
| 2742 | 2012-05-12 02:24:48 | 82.79 | 97% |
| 2652 | 2012-05-08 09:17:42 | 84.96 | 96% |
| 1575 | 2011-09-09 08:56:05 | 50.01 | 88% |
| 1433 | 2011-09-08 05:36:21 | 51.48 | 88% |
| 1432 | 2011-09-08 05:34:54 | 53.86 | 91% |
| 1216 | 2011-09-03 23:39:33 | 45.17 | 91% |
| 938 | 2011-08-30 21:41:24 | 59.68 | 98% |
| 242 | 2011-08-21 09:14:51 | 44.69 | 91% |