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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18663 | 2023-07-12 11:02:35 | 94.31 | 99% |
| 17521 | 2022-05-01 09:29:05 | 77.28 | 98% |
| 14218 | 2021-04-18 02:27:15 | 74.23 | 97% |
| 13041 | 2021-01-24 23:12:28 | 77.51 | 98% |
| 12775 | 2021-01-03 01:47:40 | 90.51 | 100% |
| 6121 | 2019-06-03 03:28:32 | 63.53 | 97% |