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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1241 | 2010-06-22 05:00:52 | 93.40 | |
| 937 | 2009-08-12 09:31:54 | 94.78 | |
| 924 | 2009-08-12 09:21:38 | 85.25 | |
| 651 | 2009-03-14 10:01:45 | 84.90 | |
| 178 | 2008-12-26 22:14:54 | 102.48 | |
| 141 | 2008-12-17 12:16:47 | 111.96 | |
| 136 | 2008-12-17 11:17:18 | 95.20 | |
| 118 | 2008-12-09 08:07:00 | 102.26 |