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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4096 | 2011-02-04 05:05:39 | 103.25 | |
| 3990 | 2011-02-03 04:56:34 | 121.28 | |
| 3024 | 2010-11-29 02:46:47 | 110.14 | |
| 3018 | 2010-11-29 02:42:12 | 112.08 | |
| 2844 | 2010-11-24 01:36:52 | 108.17 | |
| 2727 | 2010-11-22 14:19:28 | 114.86 | |
| 2547 | 2010-11-20 14:35:49 | 109.68 | |
| 1534 | 2010-10-15 03:24:05 | 117.06 | |
| 1246 | 2010-09-17 14:37:03 | 97.71 | |
| 1153 | 2010-09-10 11:59:08 | 96.51 | |
| 1020 | 2009-11-06 02:10:53 | 108.66 | |
| 825 | 2009-04-22 09:05:05 | 102.74 | |
| 379 | 2009-02-28 02:35:12 | 95.53 |