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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5099 | 2022-11-18 16:53:54 | 65.52 | 95% |
| 3927 | 2022-03-02 22:14:40 | 70.24 | 96% |
| 3772 | 2022-02-12 09:52:44 | 67.54 | 96% |
| 1840 | 2021-07-07 14:53:38 | 53.46 | 95% |
| 1002 | 2021-04-13 15:25:37 | 63.20 | 98% |
| 647 | 2020-10-04 11:44:34 | 56.23 | 97% |