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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2688 | 2023-01-31 12:53:23 | 68.85 | 97% |
| 1540 | 2014-08-08 20:01:14 | 59.16 | 93% |
| 1336 | 2014-07-24 08:17:31 | 56.80 | 92% |
| 1063 | 2014-07-03 11:35:14 | 49.19 | 89% |
| 858 | 2013-12-08 15:23:43 | 43.27 | 90% |
| 724 | 2013-09-13 09:41:25 | 38.19 | 94% |
| 409 | 2013-09-06 13:25:48 | 39.47 | 92% |