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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1539 | 2013-01-01 12:06:29 | 59.13 | 90% |
| 1125 | 2012-12-01 03:14:52 | 65.43 | 91% |
| 744 | 2012-11-14 02:51:04 | 73.46 | 96% |
| 625 | 2012-11-13 01:51:20 | 57.30 | 89% |
| 557 | 2012-11-09 04:10:37 | 61.02 | 91% |
| 477 | 2012-11-08 05:15:52 | 62.28 | 90% |
| 467 | 2012-11-08 04:23:24 | 67.26 | 95% |
| 461 | 2012-11-08 04:07:17 | 64.32 | 96% |