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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6999 | 2023-01-19 13:25:36 | 79.59 | 96% |
| 6624 | 2022-03-22 10:05:41 | 78.58 | 97% |
| 4791 | 2021-10-24 19:01:58 | 88.70 | 98% |
| 3567 | 2021-08-09 17:33:52 | 85.13 | 98% |
| 3342 | 2021-08-07 09:43:13 | 70.29 | 97% |