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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21518 | 2020-08-22 18:02:23 | 179.82 | 100% |
| 21048 | 2020-08-10 06:58:30 | 168.25 | 99% |
| 15359 | 2020-01-04 05:35:37 | 137.86 | 99% |
| 10248 | 2018-11-16 00:09:52 | 139.92 | 99% |
| 8710 | 2018-10-02 22:36:28 | 132.52 | 98% |
| 6251 | 2018-06-30 03:07:56 | 123.49 | 98% |
| 5941 | 2018-06-21 09:40:56 | 132.33 | 98% |
| 4512 | 2018-05-15 16:41:34 | 115.02 | 98% |
| 3604 | 2018-04-17 06:55:33 | 115.93 | 97% |