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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8416 | 2023-04-23 05:07:24 | 86.05 | 99% |
| 7203 | 2023-03-06 16:38:58 | 81.39 | 98% |
| 6584 | 2023-02-08 08:02:06 | 88.00 | 97% |
| 4393 | 2022-03-27 15:03:28 | 69.05 | 95% |
| 2453 | 2022-01-09 10:19:59 | 64.82 | 96% |
| 1705 | 2021-08-12 14:40:20 | 77.44 | 98% |