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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15736 | 2023-01-03 04:37:46 | 82.24 | 98% |
| 9008 | 2021-08-03 04:25:28 | 85.10 | 98% |
| 7462 | 2021-06-19 08:07:27 | 76.51 | 97% |
| 4970 | 2021-02-21 04:15:01 | 90.46 | 100% |
| 1662 | 2020-10-27 13:00:49 | 70.64 | 98% |