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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4284 | 2020-05-12 14:25:01 | 71.62 | 96% |
| 4056 | 2018-07-24 23:50:20 | 75.95 | 97% |
| 3374 | 2017-02-18 15:54:05 | 74.09 | 93% |
| 2659 | 2016-11-18 20:02:25 | 67.39 | 93% |
| 2109 | 2016-08-28 20:04:38 | 67.31 | 92% |
| 1951 | 2016-08-18 01:57:05 | 67.22 | 91% |
| 1089 | 2016-04-19 02:31:03 | 61.98 | 89% |
| 115 | 2016-01-08 23:44:47 | 51.94 | 88% |