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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13106 | 2022-09-05 15:19:09 | 155.94 | 98% |
| 12823 | 2022-08-26 00:53:59 | 139.75 | 97% |
| 12507 | 2022-08-18 02:10:10 | 164.94 | 99% |
| 8617 | 2021-12-16 22:53:17 | 129.36 | 97% |
| 8562 | 2021-12-15 19:42:12 | 141.36 | 98% |
| 5944 | 2021-10-30 15:21:31 | 148.20 | 98% |
| 5813 | 2021-10-29 19:48:47 | 133.30 | 97% |