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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3484 | 2013-07-06 09:16:32 | 93.86 | 96% |
| 3287 | 2012-08-20 11:53:03 | 95.20 | 94% |
| 2561 | 2010-09-02 09:59:38 | 81.33 | |
| 1711 | 2010-05-10 09:37:08 | 78.75 | |
| 1079 | 2010-03-23 17:04:16 | 81.56 | |
| 685 | 2010-02-23 18:54:32 | 93.39 | |
| 137 | 2009-11-25 13:44:29 | 75.69 | |
| 133 | 2009-11-24 16:06:08 | 70.50 |