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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2967 | 2009-11-05 18:37:23 | 58.27 | |
| 2679 | 2009-09-22 12:54:32 | 67.50 | |
| 2122 | 2009-08-25 02:30:36 | 34.64 | |
| 1986 | 2009-08-18 10:00:39 | 60.70 | |
| 1625 | 2009-07-20 09:22:07 | 53.05 | |
| 1320 | 2009-07-10 12:33:20 | 61.37 | |
| 1108 | 2009-07-06 11:50:52 | 55.89 | |
| 461 | 2009-06-19 05:21:00 | 47.49 | |
| 202 | 2009-06-12 04:47:43 | 46.35 | |
| 98 | 2009-06-08 06:00:06 | 46.69 | |
| 80 | 2009-06-06 10:09:01 | 39.73 |