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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3164 | 2011-06-16 01:36:11 | 62.31 | 93% |
| 3048 | 2011-06-15 05:03:38 | 47.20 | 89% |
| 2962 | 2011-06-14 19:27:14 | 66.63 | 94% |
| 2637 | 2011-06-10 17:53:38 | 59.74 | 94% |
| 2485 | 2011-06-09 01:52:08 | 58.19 | 94% |
| 2014 | 2011-06-04 20:36:52 | 61.09 | 92% |
| 1463 | 2011-05-31 19:12:22 | 70.12 | 96% |
| 1353 | 2011-05-31 07:46:41 | 66.92 | 96% |
| 788 | 2011-05-26 16:36:44 | 54.07 | 92% |
| 372 | 2011-05-20 00:52:43 | 67.15 | 96% |
| 236 | 2011-05-15 11:31:13 | 53.34 | 89% |