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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33041 | 2023-10-01 17:24:52 | 162.83 | 99% |
| 31791 | 2023-09-24 04:06:42 | 200.56 | 100% |
| 30334 | 2023-09-08 21:13:22 | 143.83 | 97% |
| 29791 | 2023-09-04 19:00:05 | 94.61 | 96% |
| 28124 | 2023-09-04 01:10:37 | 161.98 | 99% |
| 7575 | 2020-09-29 15:24:43 | 160.65 | 100% |
| 2289 | 2020-08-03 18:34:16 | 143.90 | 98% |