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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2182 | 2011-08-11 15:21:34 | 80.56 | 96% |
| 2085 | 2011-07-14 20:13:53 | 76.42 | 94% |
| 2064 | 2011-07-13 02:19:27 | 84.47 | 97% |
| 1843 | 2011-07-06 15:05:15 | 88.50 | 97% |
| 1657 | 2011-06-30 08:39:23 | 89.44 | 98% |
| 1560 | 2011-06-28 17:22:34 | 71.51 | 92% |
| 1226 | 2011-05-19 16:00:50 | 72.24 | 93% |
| 1140 | 2011-05-14 01:51:11 | 70.99 | 93% |
| 618 | 2010-12-12 13:46:25 | 67.73 | |
| 541 | 2010-12-06 14:36:06 | 65.28 | |
| 379 | 2010-11-30 18:17:21 | 64.51 | |
| 64 | 2010-11-27 18:25:50 | 54.70 |