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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4769 | 2013-06-15 08:09:39 | 37.80 | 95% |
| 4576 | 2013-05-14 15:48:18 | 34.73 | 94% |
| 4423 | 2013-04-24 04:10:37 | 35.13 | 96% |
| 3874 | 2012-10-09 04:32:29 | 34.45 | 95% |
| 3734 | 2012-09-27 02:22:49 | 29.23 | 91% |
| 3443 | 2012-09-03 12:47:28 | 32.76 | 96% |
| 2724 | 2012-03-05 02:59:37 | 32.95 | 96% |
| 1801 | 2011-11-18 02:31:39 | 31.51 | 100% |
| 1115 | 2011-10-17 01:33:38 | 27.15 | 95% |
| 1072 | 2011-10-13 02:08:56 | 26.82 | 94% |