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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11938 | 2022-07-13 03:18:36 | 113.89 | 99% |
| 11801 | 2022-05-30 19:39:05 | 109.91 | 97% |
| 8225 | 2020-06-25 04:38:46 | 93.89 | 97% |
| 4634 | 2018-10-08 02:43:27 | 89.96 | 98% |
| 3908 | 2018-08-23 05:10:55 | 88.81 | 98% |
| 1930 | 2018-02-11 06:26:55 | 80.56 | 98% |
| 864 | 2017-12-04 01:35:49 | 59.85 | 95% |