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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3994 | 2019-01-27 17:56:24 | 127.75 | 98% |
| 3222 | 2017-05-06 07:35:08 | 122.61 | 97% |
| 3176 | 2016-12-01 21:57:57 | 109.70 | 98% |
| 2715 | 2016-02-07 10:56:34 | 121.98 | 99% |
| 2506 | 2015-10-08 04:55:07 | 115.75 | 99% |
| 2132 | 2015-08-14 21:27:34 | 119.02 | 98% |
| 1918 | 2015-08-09 00:23:11 | 111.59 | 98% |
| 1863 | 2015-08-08 01:41:42 | 97.02 | 97% |
| 1447 | 2015-07-28 19:49:40 | 115.79 | 96% |