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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2445 | 2011-03-31 05:33:10 | 90.47 | |
| 2378 | 2011-02-13 05:38:38 | 96.64 | |
| 1970 | 2010-10-16 04:36:58 | 91.71 | |
| 1893 | 2010-10-09 14:33:08 | 80.81 | |
| 1705 | 2010-01-23 06:45:32 | 84.45 | |
| 1424 | 2010-01-04 09:16:04 | 77.91 | |
| 1237 | 2009-12-30 12:47:17 | 77.80 | |
| 575 | 2009-12-10 13:47:44 | 76.97 | |
| 307 | 2009-11-03 04:17:51 | 64.88 |