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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24946 | 2021-07-07 09:41:53 | 120.79 | 100% |
| 19297 | 2021-02-16 03:30:08 | 103.91 | 97.5% |
| 17714 | 2021-01-01 06:46:28 | 121.44 | 99% |
| 16139 | 2020-12-14 10:29:50 | 104.59 | 98% |
| 14545 | 2020-10-08 03:35:11 | 104.59 | 97% |
| 558 | 2017-03-01 06:10:38 | 80.33 | 97% |
| 402 | 2016-10-06 10:33:34 | 64.43 | 91% |