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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5068 | 2021-04-08 05:21:12 | 54.56 | 95% |
| 4843 | 2020-08-02 05:34:37 | 65.60 | 97% |
| 3543 | 2018-11-17 02:46:58 | 56.74 | 97% |
| 3263 | 2018-09-01 03:40:16 | 64.72 | 97% |
| 2387 | 2018-03-31 15:02:23 | 67.78 | 98% |
| 489 | 2017-02-14 13:32:45 | 61.93 | 99% |
| 120 | 2012-09-17 11:02:39 | 53.86 | 96% |