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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12284 | 2021-11-21 11:49:38 | 117.49 | 98% |
| 9134 | 2021-05-28 21:39:10 | 100.60 | 96% |
| 4947 | 2021-04-12 09:12:26 | 91.22 | 98% |
| 4719 | 2021-04-11 05:43:40 | 99.48 | 99% |
| 4504 | 2021-04-09 01:11:46 | 96.63 | 97% |
| 3517 | 2021-03-30 22:38:49 | 105.83 | 99% |
| 1484 | 2021-02-24 06:57:54 | 104.79 | 98% |