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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1512 | 2012-01-23 12:22:14 | 55.39 | 96% |
| 1061 | 2011-11-20 15:34:23 | 53.02 | 96% |
| 991 | 2011-11-16 05:11:12 | 48.20 | 96% |
| 955 | 2011-11-13 07:51:05 | 49.94 | 96% |
| 813 | 2011-11-06 19:14:16 | 44.54 | 93% |
| 738 | 2011-10-02 18:15:32 | 48.12 | 97% |
| 592 | 2011-09-13 15:59:18 | 46.53 | 98% |
| 431 | 2011-08-30 18:46:44 | 43.46 | 98% |
| 389 | 2011-08-29 08:50:08 | 40.18 | 94% |