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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1153 | 2015-03-22 08:14:03 | 71.12 | 95% |
| 832 | 2009-09-22 12:54:38 | 59.94 | |
| 830 | 2009-09-22 12:47:50 | 61.11 | |
| 804 | 2009-09-06 07:58:29 | 55.95 | |
| 781 | 2009-08-11 22:06:56 | 59.80 | |
| 618 | 2009-05-17 17:31:32 | 48.47 | |
| 516 | 2009-05-12 13:19:37 | 51.73 | |
| 473 | 2009-05-06 15:14:53 | 46.56 | |
| 434 | 2009-05-02 05:59:57 | 50.16 | |
| 223 | 2009-04-08 16:37:34 | 40.90 |