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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10214 | 2023-06-27 01:25:20 | 91.98 | 95.8% |
| 9089 | 2023-03-08 20:52:00 | 98.01 | 96% |
| 8254 | 2023-01-18 12:06:08 | 91.83 | 96% |
| 3523 | 2022-01-15 15:24:51 | 80.06 | 95% |