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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1205 | 2013-02-12 20:06:19 | 76.13 | 100% |
| 1125 | 2013-02-03 10:02:30 | 82.02 | 99% |
| 962 | 2012-07-20 11:45:49 | 82.30 | 99% |
| 837 | 2012-07-15 16:25:17 | 74.84 | 98% |
| 733 | 2012-07-04 15:22:41 | 73.46 | 97% |
| 444 | 2012-06-24 17:35:12 | 75.53 | 97% |
| 437 | 2012-06-24 15:26:05 | 71.26 | 97% |
| 120 | 2010-03-12 13:01:08 | 53.10 |