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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1636 | 2012-09-23 23:05:43 | 111.10 | 95% |
| 1277 | 2012-09-05 22:35:51 | 108.35 | 95% |
| 1192 | 2012-09-04 19:51:15 | 117.97 | 96% |
| 1040 | 2012-09-03 03:50:49 | 112.04 | 94% |
| 685 | 2012-02-17 02:34:55 | 109.04 | 96% |
| 556 | 2011-08-08 03:18:05 | 117.91 | 97% |
| 146 | 2010-10-30 22:30:37 | 116.03 | |
| 112 | 2010-10-24 18:14:22 | 102.78 | |
| 105 | 2010-10-24 18:07:42 | 97.52 |