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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3480 | 2012-12-12 07:31:26 | 112.56 | 99% |
| 2499 | 2010-10-23 04:35:43 | 75.51 | |
| 2371 | 2010-10-06 15:19:19 | 109.53 | |
| 2283 | 2010-09-26 06:28:41 | 78.99 | |
| 1936 | 2010-06-22 21:12:27 | 101.81 | |
| 1889 | 2010-06-01 22:22:51 | 99.19 | |
| 1176 | 2009-11-29 03:56:36 | 89.57 | |
| 800 | 2009-09-27 16:29:04 | 108.54 | |
| 738 | 2009-09-13 19:40:44 | 102.78 | |
| 590 | 2009-05-30 17:22:17 | 92.75 |