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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3299 | 2014-01-23 12:04:01 | 70.71 | 88% |
| 3254 | 2014-01-05 13:27:06 | 79.67 | 91% |
| 2241 | 2013-02-15 08:12:32 | 79.37 | 92% |
| 1610 | 2012-12-01 12:06:03 | 75.70 | 90% |
| 1319 | 2012-11-08 08:27:56 | 70.76 | 89% |
| 1154 | 2012-10-21 10:25:56 | 67.45 | 92% |
| 657 | 2012-09-03 08:59:08 | 70.26 | 96% |