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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4148 | 2015-12-05 15:16:37 | 62.00 | 93% |
| 4108 | 2011-11-01 13:05:10 | 67.56 | 95% |
| 3126 | 2011-01-08 19:45:20 | 67.48 | |
| 2971 | 2010-12-21 09:58:19 | 60.71 | |
| 2713 | 2010-12-14 09:07:38 | 67.50 | |
| 2667 | 2010-12-12 19:09:01 | 65.67 | |
| 2492 | 2010-12-05 13:02:33 | 55.21 | |
| 887 | 2010-09-10 21:10:07 | 48.96 |