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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18842 | 2023-10-01 20:01:06 | 121.44 | 98.3% |
| 14960 | 2022-08-28 17:00:02 | 124.07 | 98% |
| 13522 | 2022-07-24 14:02:00 | 132.61 | 98% |
| 5588 | 2020-11-28 09:32:21 | 100.95 | 97% |
| 2327 | 2016-12-22 02:49:21 | 84.61 | 96% |
| 1410 | 2016-09-07 12:17:25 | 76.65 | 95% |