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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4958 | 2022-01-22 22:16:08 | 100.98 | 98% |
| 4113 | 2021-11-23 00:41:40 | 93.91 | 97% |
| 3152 | 2021-10-17 22:04:23 | 88.89 | 98% |
| 2468 | 2021-09-02 01:54:23 | 98.65 | 99% |
| 2056 | 2021-07-26 17:14:55 | 82.16 | 98% |
| 326 | 2020-11-11 15:52:14 | 66.27 | 98% |