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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1878 | 2013-05-25 16:16:49 | 99.51 | 94% |
| 1223 | 2013-02-28 22:36:20 | 87.99 | 88% |
| 1180 | 2013-02-19 09:02:36 | 108.69 | 96% |
| 1150 | 2013-02-16 16:03:40 | 90.48 | 91% |
| 1053 | 2013-01-25 01:54:57 | 110.83 | 96% |
| 433 | 2012-11-26 23:43:53 | 90.47 | 91% |
| 399 | 2012-11-24 05:50:27 | 92.14 | 92% |
| 248 | 2012-11-14 06:10:54 | 90.37 | 93% |