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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2923 | 2009-03-16 13:32:15 | 97.84 | |
| 2796 | 2009-03-10 12:52:46 | 96.31 | |
| 2733 | 2009-03-07 21:12:17 | 95.70 | |
| 1954 | 2009-02-10 21:33:30 | 95.54 | |
| 1738 | 2009-02-02 14:43:05 | 92.29 | |
| 1205 | 2009-01-22 22:54:34 | 93.70 | |
| 978 | 2009-01-17 02:12:55 | 80.98 | |
| 264 | 2008-12-20 00:04:08 | 82.90 | |
| 182 | 2008-12-13 03:00:35 | 90.89 | |
| 135 | 2008-12-11 11:45:41 | 80.76 |