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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6319 | 2023-05-21 11:58:36 | 67.00 | 92.1% |
| 3320 | 2022-12-14 12:59:40 | 70.99 | 96% |
| 2972 | 2022-12-04 09:04:44 | 61.13 | 92% |
| 1719 | 2022-10-26 08:23:26 | 64.52 | 94% |