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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2073 | 2023-08-30 19:18:42 | 119.58 | 100% |
| 653 | 2016-08-22 15:08:17 | 102.94 | 93% |
| 620 | 2016-08-05 04:48:11 | 108.18 | 96% |
| 599 | 2016-07-05 13:01:46 | 98.04 | 97% |
| 276 | 2016-01-13 04:41:27 | 103.66 | 99% |
| 130 | 2015-12-27 06:23:38 | 81.90 | 96% |
| 105 | 2015-12-26 03:24:44 | 87.77 | 94% |