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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25584 | 2021-07-15 18:34:42 | 180.03 | 99.3% |
| 22123 | 2019-07-03 10:52:31 | 160.37 | 97.6% |
| 19087 | 2018-12-18 02:29:46 | 152.65 | 98.4% |
| 13415 | 2018-05-28 20:06:00 | 147.28 | 97.8% |
| 13256 | 2018-05-22 03:07:31 | 157.86 | 98.4% |
| 12743 | 2018-05-02 03:07:07 | 164.48 | 99% |
| 706 | 2017-04-25 02:15:23 | 115.38 | 89% |