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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1630 | 2012-09-11 00:16:27 | 102.73 | 97% |
| 1618 | 2012-09-05 22:50:35 | 88.08 | 89% |
| 1617 | 2012-09-05 22:49:48 | 112.44 | 95% |
| 1499 | 2012-04-30 10:26:35 | 122.43 | 96% |
| 1477 | 2012-04-27 15:00:49 | 98.02 | 93% |
| 1462 | 2012-04-24 07:51:08 | 114.35 | 96% |
| 1256 | 2012-04-07 19:24:40 | 116.67 | 100% |
| 816 | 2012-01-24 23:41:06 | 98.89 | 96% |
| 704 | 2012-01-15 12:41:13 | 103.50 | 94% |
| 460 | 2011-10-27 23:14:18 | 108.39 | 97% |
| 143 | 2011-07-15 18:36:48 | 102.11 | 96% |