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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3161 | 2011-10-25 00:48:29 | 49.29 | 95% |
| 2612 | 2011-09-23 19:51:22 | 45.69 | 92% |
| 2242 | 2011-09-09 16:08:18 | 44.83 | 90% |
| 2005 | 2011-09-05 23:44:50 | 47.37 | 91% |
| 1891 | 2011-09-04 16:59:49 | 47.22 | 95% |
| 1684 | 2011-08-25 02:32:36 | 45.86 | 95% |
| 1531 | 2011-08-19 03:30:35 | 36.60 | 87% |
| 1496 | 2011-08-18 00:19:07 | 42.41 | 96% |
| 1164 | 2011-07-27 20:19:01 | 43.61 | 94% |
| 905 | 2011-07-19 16:09:13 | 38.86 | 90% |
| 719 | 2011-07-15 19:10:49 | 37.00 | 90% |
| 395 | 2011-06-22 22:13:40 | 33.06 | 86% |
| 327 | 2011-06-16 22:15:23 | 34.42 | 90% |