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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14359 | 2022-06-04 15:50:11 | 102.04 | 98% |
| 12815 | 2021-10-26 09:36:25 | 81.26 | 95% |
| 12178 | 2021-10-02 14:17:38 | 88.61 | 97% |
| 10307 | 2021-05-19 18:57:44 | 84.40 | 95% |
| 8703 | 2021-04-08 05:20:50 | 86.25 | 97% |
| 3669 | 2020-09-06 05:08:35 | 91.12 | 96% |