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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8847 | 2023-10-24 09:34:11 | 103.37 | 97.5% |
| 6532 | 2022-08-25 07:03:15 | 88.41 | 97% |
| 2558 | 2022-02-27 12:55:04 | 73.41 | 95% |
| 972 | 2022-01-20 00:44:36 | 72.65 | 96% |
| 300 | 2021-11-16 03:47:40 | 68.08 | 95% |