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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3740 | 2012-03-22 16:15:18 | 68.93 | 92% |
| 3648 | 2012-03-07 14:42:34 | 69.63 | 94% |
| 3574 | 2012-03-01 13:53:44 | 63.61 | 90% |
| 3173 | 2011-04-02 16:07:12 | 54.59 | |
| 2727 | 2010-06-12 13:23:45 | 70.36 | |
| 1776 | 2010-03-29 16:48:01 | 53.63 | |
| 1188 | 2010-03-06 15:30:08 | 51.12 | |
| 805 | 2010-02-25 09:31:27 | 67.67 | |
| 686 | 2010-02-19 14:36:45 | 52.53 | |
| 509 | 2010-02-03 13:36:40 | 54.09 | |
| 42 | 2010-01-14 18:07:07 | 44.45 |