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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23288 | 2021-10-21 17:02:42 | 110.06 | 99% |
| 23182 | 2021-10-19 17:15:57 | 112.51 | 98% |
| 21168 | 2021-07-31 15:41:05 | 107.42 | 98% |
| 18647 | 2021-05-27 14:26:42 | 99.30 | 97% |
| 17692 | 2021-04-17 18:16:00 | 93.63 | 97% |
| 6973 | 2020-08-19 01:14:57 | 77.90 | 96% |
| 3145 | 2020-05-22 11:59:05 | 74.70 | 96% |