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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2766 | 2012-06-18 14:52:32 | 82.53 | 94% |
| 2439 | 2012-02-29 19:21:23 | 83.34 | 96% |
| 2195 | 2012-02-19 17:06:21 | 81.89 | 96% |
| 1942 | 2012-02-07 16:01:26 | 88.47 | 96% |
| 1896 | 2012-02-06 18:32:09 | 78.36 | 95% |
| 1289 | 2011-12-12 22:48:41 | 76.44 | 96% |
| 1158 | 2011-11-29 23:19:04 | 79.19 | 98% |
| 1131 | 2011-11-29 21:55:50 | 73.00 | 96% |
| 515 | 2011-10-12 16:54:28 | 67.57 | 98% |
| 328 | 2011-10-10 09:43:23 | 64.21 | 96% |
| 2 | 2011-09-30 18:24:51 | 45.96 | 92% |