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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1242 | 2011-10-05 19:10:18 | 63.94 | 97% |
| 1011 | 2010-06-15 01:13:19 | 59.89 | |
| 886 | 2010-06-13 14:06:13 | 58.24 | |
| 632 | 2010-04-23 01:56:27 | 55.71 | |
| 335 | 2010-04-08 17:32:09 | 50.63 | |
| 307 | 2010-01-30 23:20:57 | 43.69 | |
| 173 | 2009-06-28 02:23:39 | 39.00 | |
| 108 | 2009-06-08 16:35:55 | 33.18 | |
| 66 | 2009-06-08 13:51:18 | 35.67 |