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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2558 | 2013-09-18 04:30:02 | 83.54 | 97% |
| 2017 | 2012-05-13 00:32:09 | 86.24 | 94% |
| 1787 | 2012-05-05 11:34:54 | 87.06 | 92% |
| 1599 | 2012-04-18 13:08:56 | 80.48 | 95% |
| 1197 | 2011-12-04 18:58:02 | 70.79 | 88% |
| 1096 | 2011-11-22 05:25:59 | 74.68 | 90% |
| 72 | 2011-10-09 12:35:00 | 74.94 | 94% |