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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2952 | 2012-10-10 13:06:18 | 78.28 | 93% |
| 2194 | 2012-03-20 13:55:16 | 86.17 | 96% |
| 2045 | 2012-03-04 10:22:10 | 85.82 | 95% |
| 1360 | 2012-01-30 13:58:46 | 84.81 | 95% |
| 976 | 2012-01-14 09:59:05 | 76.63 | 91% |
| 847 | 2012-01-11 06:58:35 | 73.74 | 92% |
| 587 | 2011-12-20 18:26:36 | 77.85 | 95% |
| 309 | 2011-06-14 11:44:53 | 82.70 | 97% |
| 160 | 2011-05-21 14:53:49 | 71.89 | 92% |