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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3444 | 2014-01-10 12:22:13 | 109.57 | 99% |
| 3340 | 2013-10-21 12:48:47 | 110.89 | 100% |
| 3166 | 2013-03-06 21:24:48 | 105.41 | 99% |
| 3152 | 2013-03-06 01:56:24 | 110.77 | 100% |
| 994 | 2011-08-04 21:39:40 | 81.27 | 96% |
| 651 | 2011-03-20 05:09:18 | 43.42 | |
| 344 | 2011-03-08 15:11:23 | 43.87 |