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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1236 | 2023-03-07 18:22:10 | 105.96 | 100% |
| 896 | 2016-08-09 23:17:04 | 86.45 | 92% |
| 765 | 2016-08-05 04:09:15 | 89.59 | 94% |
| 262 | 2012-06-08 18:45:58 | 77.99 | 94% |
| 185 | 2012-05-30 13:29:06 | 74.84 | 95% |
| 128 | 2012-05-12 05:27:49 | 73.39 | 94% |
| 118 | 2012-05-11 14:30:10 | 75.32 | 95% |