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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1432 | 2011-07-22 12:13:36 | 43.18 | 86% |
| 1168 | 2010-02-06 22:46:54 | 42.86 | |
| 876 | 2010-01-01 05:06:12 | 36.29 | |
| 863 | 2010-01-01 04:36:41 | 47.82 | |
| 842 | 2010-01-01 03:45:54 | 45.55 | |
| 828 | 2009-12-30 23:53:02 | 42.97 | |
| 823 | 2009-12-29 05:48:17 | 48.55 | |
| 423 | 2009-07-24 01:04:03 | 37.84 |