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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22614 | 2021-12-02 16:11:16 | 97.02 | 96% |
| 22110 | 2021-11-27 15:27:34 | 87.94 | 96% |
| 22091 | 2021-11-27 13:09:18 | 99.16 | 96% |
| 19017 | 2021-10-27 09:20:46 | 71.54 | 94% |
| 17040 | 2021-09-11 09:04:45 | 87.82 | 96% |
| 13903 | 2021-06-25 21:13:38 | 79.57 | 95% |
| 8359 | 2021-03-03 12:04:43 | 78.02 | 96% |
| 6437 | 2021-02-02 18:21:16 | 67.37 | 93.7% |
| 5156 | 2021-01-10 07:37:48 | 78.30 | 96% |
| 4556 | 2021-01-02 07:01:57 | 69.53 | 97% |