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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5254 | 2022-11-16 14:19:30 | 93.65 | 97% |
| 5142 | 2022-11-16 02:58:51 | 95.15 | 97% |
| 3336 | 2022-02-01 03:48:32 | 99.39 | 97% |
| 2424 | 2021-12-06 05:20:06 | 85.01 | 96% |
| 82 | 2020-12-28 15:49:06 | 58.79 | 95% |