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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3771 | 2016-02-11 09:09:45 | 69.33 | 97% |
| 3396 | 2015-08-08 08:01:18 | 61.16 | 94% |
| 2496 | 2012-07-22 20:37:49 | 50.48 | 89% |
| 2169 | 2012-04-11 13:41:21 | 56.75 | 93% |
| 1890 | 2012-04-08 11:38:24 | 55.68 | 93% |
| 1352 | 2012-03-26 11:25:15 | 56.89 | 94% |
| 1137 | 2012-03-23 15:03:52 | 52.57 | 94% |
| 217 | 2012-02-21 22:13:03 | 49.80 | 97% |