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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2117 | 2013-12-30 17:18:12 | 47.43 | 95% |
| 2058 | 2013-12-26 06:58:01 | 50.27 | 95% |
| 1822 | 2013-12-12 19:21:59 | 46.79 | 92% |
| 1771 | 2013-12-12 06:24:16 | 45.21 | 94% |
| 1572 | 2013-12-06 03:50:19 | 40.63 | 91% |
| 1520 | 2013-12-04 01:58:31 | 41.38 | 90% |
| 962 | 2013-10-31 08:30:17 | 36.19 | 91% |
| 500 | 2009-10-17 18:50:22 | 29.09 | |
| 446 | 2009-07-07 08:43:05 | 33.40 | |
| 330 | 2009-04-13 13:24:03 | 32.11 | |
| 235 | 2009-03-19 14:03:07 | 23.56 |