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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2488 | 2011-09-27 06:08:41 | 43.19 | 90% |
| 2401 | 2011-09-24 07:34:02 | 59.18 | 92% |
| 2315 | 2011-09-20 03:11:09 | 37.21 | 93% |
| 2259 | 2011-09-13 07:02:22 | 50.91 | 93% |
| 1741 | 2011-08-24 13:46:54 | 52.54 | 96% |
| 1109 | 2011-08-12 03:34:42 | 57.98 | 93% |
| 70 | 2011-07-11 07:40:51 | 55.68 | 97% |
| 61 | 2011-07-11 07:11:15 | 55.53 | 99% |