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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10927 | 2021-10-13 04:52:02 | 134.62 | 99% |
| 3584 | 2017-03-01 22:18:28 | 104.35 | 97% |
| 3478 | 2017-02-21 20:29:24 | 114.83 | 99% |
| 3299 | 2017-01-29 04:29:04 | 98.08 | 94% |
| 977 | 2016-08-28 04:00:00 | 92.35 | 100% |
| 296 | 2016-05-13 12:33:07 | 101.69 | 98% |