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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3229 | 2022-04-29 11:57:39 | 103.74 | 97% |
| 1946 | 2022-02-16 05:10:04 | 126.29 | 100% |
| 1303 | 2015-12-26 13:01:24 | 108.97 | 96% |
| 744 | 2015-06-06 11:41:22 | 108.33 | 93% |
| 468 | 2015-05-31 15:34:46 | 107.03 | 94% |
| 154 | 2015-05-24 04:41:09 | 106.54 | 97% |
| 35 | 2015-05-23 08:27:58 | 110.51 | 96% |