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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3171 | 2014-07-01 15:41:26 | 58.19 | 95% |
| 2816 | 2013-11-21 13:27:40 | 76.13 | 99% |
| 2787 | 2013-10-16 17:51:49 | 67.04 | 96% |
| 1905 | 2011-04-04 21:58:24 | 54.72 | |
| 1555 | 2011-03-21 01:18:58 | 64.20 | |
| 1377 | 2011-03-08 01:24:54 | 63.22 | |
| 1366 | 2011-03-08 01:09:27 | 67.93 | |
| 947 | 2010-10-07 00:52:25 | 62.11 | |
| 275 | 2010-09-15 02:07:38 | 51.62 |