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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6896 | 2022-06-15 13:17:49 | 104.44 | 99% |
| 6035 | 2022-04-28 02:48:28 | 94.42 | 98% |
| 5351 | 2022-04-18 00:04:57 | 94.73 | 97% |
| 2727 | 2021-12-08 07:39:33 | 95.24 | 98% |
| 2594 | 2021-11-30 01:09:27 | 94.04 | 99% |
| 1834 | 2021-10-27 01:02:59 | 87.73 | 98% |
| 1783 | 2021-10-25 05:20:50 | 97.40 | 99% |