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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9173 | 2020-01-20 19:01:22 | 107.01 | 97% |
| 4114 | 2018-03-31 17:35:26 | 90.46 | 97% |
| 3933 | 2018-03-17 16:18:35 | 95.64 | 98% |
| 1304 | 2016-12-23 15:22:29 | 80.60 | 95% |
| 1254 | 2016-12-15 15:16:36 | 70.57 | 88% |
| 516 | 2016-10-25 17:52:42 | 75.64 | 95% |
| 362 | 2016-10-07 17:04:29 | 57.68 | 91% |
| 97 | 2016-09-12 16:07:55 | 52.61 | 88% |