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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2832 | 2010-05-29 10:40:43 | 65.70 | |
| 2178 | 2010-04-12 23:04:32 | 57.87 | |
| 2075 | 2010-04-09 23:25:57 | 69.08 | |
| 1665 | 2010-03-24 13:31:47 | 68.67 | |
| 1570 | 2010-03-21 13:08:17 | 62.54 | |
| 990 | 2010-02-27 10:05:05 | 62.42 | |
| 859 | 2010-02-22 13:56:22 | 63.93 | |
| 345 | 2009-12-08 22:48:40 | 56.53 | |
| 265 | 2009-12-06 16:22:35 | 57.09 | |
| 191 | 2009-12-04 13:53:20 | 59.21 |