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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3078 | 2012-02-14 17:21:40 | 84.63 | 96% |
| 2767 | 2011-10-05 01:37:43 | 85.49 | 97% |
| 2603 | 2011-05-19 14:43:58 | 80.12 | 95% |
| 1720 | 2011-04-11 21:22:11 | 67.92 | |
| 1398 | 2011-04-04 23:39:24 | 67.46 | |
| 259 | 2011-03-15 16:44:09 | 73.31 | |
| 111 | 2011-03-14 03:52:06 | 73.51 |