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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3495 | 2012-10-20 05:08:38 | 75.43 | 94% |
| 3387 | 2012-10-18 04:03:35 | 70.20 | 91% |
| 2838 | 2011-05-15 16:03:58 | 70.36 | 92% |
| 1491 | 2011-02-07 06:27:41 | 75.89 | |
| 1415 | 2011-02-06 06:06:14 | 68.42 | |
| 1333 | 2011-02-04 14:19:00 | 67.48 | |
| 656 | 2011-01-20 02:19:51 | 64.27 | |
| 203 | 2011-01-13 02:14:44 | 61.68 |