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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2585 | 2011-12-18 10:18:29 | 92.04 | 93% |
| 2285 | 2010-11-23 04:07:03 | 99.55 | |
| 1365 | 2010-11-03 04:56:29 | 106.49 | |
| 1347 | 2010-11-03 04:27:55 | 94.18 | |
| 978 | 2010-10-26 21:49:19 | 92.03 | |
| 775 | 2010-10-21 06:51:29 | 89.76 | |
| 147 | 2010-10-16 07:40:41 | 91.47 | |
| 126 | 2010-10-16 05:22:00 | 80.69 | |
| 65 | 2010-10-16 04:06:40 | 85.25 |