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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3373 | 2011-09-16 20:34:08 | 39.39 | 95% |
| 3109 | 2011-08-23 16:21:47 | 41.34 | 97% |
| 2579 | 2011-07-18 01:22:09 | 39.55 | 94% |
| 2464 | 2011-07-04 21:06:50 | 38.21 | 94% |
| 2237 | 2011-06-11 01:20:09 | 36.20 | 93% |
| 1879 | 2011-04-06 05:28:54 | 35.95 | 96% |
| 1255 | 2011-03-10 05:33:56 | 34.04 | |
| 249 | 2010-08-14 03:49:35 | 28.41 | |
| 197 | 2010-08-11 03:59:28 | 25.81 |