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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2148 | 2013-01-26 09:02:20 | 61.68 | 93% |
| 1669 | 2012-09-11 15:08:14 | 67.11 | 95% |
| 1539 | 2012-06-10 07:30:37 | 67.21 | 95% |
| 1120 | 2012-02-24 16:19:01 | 69.50 | 94% |
| 936 | 2012-01-15 10:09:02 | 49.93 | 90% |
| 775 | 2012-01-03 10:20:15 | 56.99 | 95% |
| 768 | 2012-01-02 12:24:42 | 52.82 | 90% |
| 542 | 2011-11-27 11:37:57 | 46.05 | 90% |