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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5350 | 2022-08-25 07:30:22 | 64.43 | 97% |
| 4758 | 2022-05-13 07:38:03 | 64.92 | 95% |
| 4745 | 2022-05-13 07:23:08 | 67.65 | 96% |
| 1959 | 2021-05-26 10:51:54 | 59.16 | 96% |
| 450 | 2021-03-23 07:03:32 | 47.08 | 96% |