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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1131 | 2013-02-16 19:59:22 | 82.40 | 93% |
| 1115 | 2013-02-10 06:15:05 | 89.00 | 97% |
| 1040 | 2013-01-30 01:41:54 | 84.42 | 97% |
| 997 | 2013-01-26 23:53:49 | 80.14 | 96% |
| 882 | 2013-01-14 11:28:13 | 73.13 | 90% |
| 873 | 2013-01-13 13:39:06 | 68.42 | 92% |
| 676 | 2012-08-24 04:29:09 | 74.86 | 96% |
| 666 | 2012-08-19 07:47:38 | 75.87 | 94% |