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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2122 | 2016-08-16 10:57:35 | 84.27 | 95% |
| 1286 | 2015-07-04 19:05:05 | 75.68 | 94% |
| 1169 | 2014-04-14 05:51:11 | 64.66 | 87% |
| 1023 | 2010-02-01 10:23:56 | 81.97 | |
| 1008 | 2010-01-29 20:32:04 | 79.79 | |
| 673 | 2010-01-07 11:22:42 | 76.25 | |
| 556 | 2009-09-16 11:38:47 | 69.33 | |
| 70 | 2008-12-09 20:39:05 | 42.81 |