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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1011 | 2009-12-07 19:37:26 | 93.56 | |
| 986 | 2009-09-08 19:18:36 | 85.36 | |
| 974 | 2009-06-16 17:56:43 | 88.70 | |
| 958 | 2009-06-01 20:35:11 | 81.08 | |
| 941 | 2009-05-25 21:51:00 | 85.56 | |
| 879 | 2009-03-24 14:07:27 | 84.77 | |
| 863 | 2009-03-23 11:10:50 | 84.99 | |
| 862 | 2009-03-23 11:06:29 | 83.19 | |
| 722 | 2009-02-11 18:20:42 | 71.89 | |
| 709 | 2009-02-11 13:48:23 | 82.34 | |
| 660 | 2009-02-03 13:44:04 | 71.00 | |
| 608 | 2009-01-30 12:06:30 | 73.80 |