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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2132 | 2014-03-05 03:55:17 | 88.22 | 96% |
| 2054 | 2014-03-03 14:29:35 | 86.78 | 95% |
| 1935 | 2012-06-18 18:24:00 | 94.26 | 96% |
| 1554 | 2010-12-13 09:53:29 | 96.18 | |
| 1387 | 2010-11-07 04:44:39 | 87.85 | |
| 1278 | 2010-08-26 09:23:36 | 81.76 | |
| 1056 | 2010-08-07 16:17:03 | 87.45 | |
| 719 | 2009-05-11 16:13:34 | 70.52 | |
| 453 | 2009-02-06 07:01:57 | 67.55 | |
| 400 | 2008-12-05 07:35:31 | 64.96 | |
| 240 | 2008-12-01 09:20:07 | 69.74 | |
| 25 | 2008-11-21 17:03:34 | 72.42 |