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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4051 | 2012-09-16 16:56:53 | 64.41 | 97% |
| 3761 | 2011-04-05 20:28:15 | 72.40 | |
| 3505 | 2011-03-09 19:54:02 | 64.36 | |
| 2446 | 2010-11-16 18:25:06 | 69.96 | |
| 2289 | 2010-11-14 13:06:18 | 60.61 | |
| 2288 | 2010-11-14 13:04:57 | 65.50 | |
| 1948 | 2010-03-30 14:17:09 | 62.05 | |
| 1865 | 2010-03-29 02:53:44 | 59.73 | |
| 1580 | 2010-03-24 23:03:05 | 62.17 | |
| 1560 | 2010-03-24 15:02:59 | 68.58 | |
| 1551 | 2010-03-24 04:27:44 | 60.74 | |
| 1497 | 2010-03-24 03:23:28 | 66.95 | |
| 221 | 2010-02-15 16:19:15 | 51.35 |