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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2027 | 2010-03-22 12:45:37 | 61.46 | |
| 2003 | 2010-03-18 11:20:58 | 67.64 | |
| 1773 | 2010-01-24 06:10:23 | 64.05 | |
| 1437 | 2009-11-04 09:08:51 | 54.25 | |
| 1308 | 2009-10-22 12:43:23 | 57.76 | |
| 1121 | 2009-10-06 12:18:52 | 46.35 | |
| 822 | 2009-09-30 12:14:00 | 44.46 | |
| 814 | 2009-09-29 11:07:13 | 47.67 | |
| 628 | 2009-09-22 07:59:24 | 46.10 | |
| 151 | 2009-08-31 12:44:20 | 36.67 |