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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8970 | 2021-05-30 17:35:03 | 82.75 | 97% |
| 8425 | 2021-05-22 14:23:28 | 112.55 | 98% |
| 6679 | 2021-04-25 17:58:39 | 101.81 | 97% |
| 6404 | 2021-04-21 20:22:16 | 87.24 | 96% |
| 4390 | 2021-03-27 13:26:56 | 90.97 | 97% |
| 2500 | 2021-01-26 21:28:43 | 86.25 | 98% |