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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6850 | 2021-10-17 04:17:24 | 107.47 | 99% |
| 6321 | 2021-09-10 06:48:47 | 92.04 | 97% |
| 5856 | 2019-10-06 13:34:30 | 97.50 | 97% |
| 4465 | 2018-02-22 15:09:10 | 93.95 | 97% |
| 3316 | 2017-11-11 11:01:22 | 84.00 | 96% |
| 322 | 2017-05-11 11:01:49 | 79.07 | 90% |