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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15250 | 2020-02-08 05:56:33 | 154.34 | 98% |
| 11640 | 2019-04-13 22:31:29 | 123.96 | 98% |
| 9774 | 2018-11-18 22:24:35 | 138.74 | 97% |
| 3126 | 2018-03-21 03:02:35 | 133.45 | 96% |
| 2778 | 2018-01-22 15:48:58 | 137.70 | 97% |
| 1845 | 2017-04-30 03:47:17 | 137.75 | 93% |
| 1386 | 2017-01-29 00:30:11 | 141.52 | 95% |
| 401 | 2016-04-13 21:17:32 | 115.43 | 93% |