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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8873 | 2023-04-26 10:46:17 | 75.55 | 95% |
| 6997 | 2022-07-22 12:34:46 | 65.56 | 97% |
| 4594 | 2021-12-29 12:18:06 | 65.04 | 96% |
| 3373 | 2021-09-13 15:46:51 | 56.04 | 96% |
| 303 | 2021-03-05 11:34:42 | 38.62 | 97% |