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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 40262 | 2023-10-11 17:09:37 | 95.61 | 95.7% |
| 30079 | 2022-03-14 16:50:34 | 94.68 | 96% |
| 24566 | 2021-05-12 09:02:33 | 91.92 | 95% |
| 22150 | 2021-01-25 22:28:53 | 90.20 | 95% |
| 6514 | 2019-05-01 15:52:24 | 80.04 | 94% |