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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6688 | 2021-07-06 07:47:13 | 123.19 | 98% |
| 3703 | 2019-10-01 23:58:50 | 124.07 | 99% |
| 3034 | 2019-02-19 20:20:15 | 106.77 | 97% |
| 1504 | 2018-06-02 18:00:20 | 123.55 | 100% |
| 1343 | 2016-01-19 11:19:47 | 121.84 | 93% |
| 869 | 2015-08-06 20:23:21 | 125.80 | 95% |
| 614 | 2015-07-28 14:42:25 | 115.65 | 93% |
| 298 | 2015-02-02 12:10:10 | 103.62 | 93% |