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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2380 | 2011-11-08 19:28:01 | 91.06 | 96% |
| 2368 | 2011-11-07 16:22:56 | 91.45 | 97% |
| 2024 | 2011-09-21 03:57:38 | 81.19 | 95% |
| 1577 | 2011-04-24 21:07:27 | 83.40 | |
| 1094 | 2011-02-11 15:09:01 | 87.60 | |
| 837 | 2011-01-06 15:58:25 | 85.92 | |
| 663 | 2009-02-10 00:04:01 | 70.96 | |
| 390 | 2009-01-09 03:13:10 | 74.80 | |
| 107 | 2008-12-11 04:04:15 | 76.57 |