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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2949 | 2011-12-15 13:37:37 | 75.22 | 90% |
| 2676 | 2011-11-13 10:26:56 | 91.91 | 95% |
| 2566 | 2011-09-18 04:42:20 | 82.69 | 94% |
| 2524 | 2011-09-12 09:24:11 | 80.32 | 93% |
| 2482 | 2011-09-11 11:13:20 | 89.74 | 94% |
| 2088 | 2011-08-15 05:39:54 | 82.65 | 95% |
| 1667 | 2011-07-01 15:56:14 | 85.86 | 96% |
| 1517 | 2011-06-25 06:38:18 | 83.94 | 96% |
| 945 | 2011-04-16 15:54:31 | 83.98 | |
| 641 | 2011-04-09 17:03:48 | 69.36 | |
| 427 | 2011-02-16 15:16:10 | 77.06 |