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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6988 | 2023-10-01 00:51:54 | 92.28 | 95.1% |
| 5757 | 2022-03-26 23:51:41 | 86.53 | 97% |
| 2787 | 2021-03-10 23:33:36 | 74.72 | 93% |
| 2448 | 2021-02-23 21:38:16 | 81.71 | 95.3% |
| 2249 | 2020-11-24 01:12:19 | 77.18 | 96% |