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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3041 | 2021-09-20 18:16:28 | 83.56 | 98% |
| 1859 | 2016-03-03 00:21:26 | 70.45 | 91% |
| 1710 | 2015-10-14 04:13:05 | 69.95 | 90% |
| 1579 | 2015-04-26 03:56:13 | 69.21 | 92% |
| 1438 | 2015-02-18 17:19:07 | 58.74 | 84% |
| 289 | 2012-09-14 20:08:42 | 68.37 | 92% |