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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4529 | 2023-11-01 16:28:21 | 92.33 | 98.6% |
| 4454 | 2023-10-29 17:31:26 | 102.24 | 99.6% |
| 2738 | 2023-05-18 18:25:38 | 97.71 | 98.6% |
| 1327 | 2014-11-21 19:18:29 | 71.43 | 97% |
| 1030 | 2014-09-19 20:20:11 | 67.09 | 93% |
| 89 | 2014-01-13 19:07:57 | 52.55 | 92% |