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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1600 | 2014-02-13 20:10:53 | 100.68 | 89% |
| 1328 | 2013-03-05 23:45:07 | 127.27 | 97% |
| 1208 | 2013-01-30 19:42:09 | 129.01 | 97% |
| 860 | 2012-02-13 07:03:47 | 112.46 | 95% |
| 801 | 2012-02-10 17:38:13 | 126.01 | 99% |
| 484 | 2011-10-27 17:47:25 | 101.06 | 90% |
| 355 | 2011-10-17 17:04:00 | 115.31 | 96% |
| 182 | 2011-10-07 17:44:47 | 121.08 | 97% |