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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14438 | 2021-10-05 05:39:19 | 46.72 | 96% |
| 13436 | 2021-09-04 02:39:16 | 53.43 | 96% |
| 9973 | 2021-05-01 04:27:56 | 42.82 | 96% |
| 9088 | 2021-04-14 12:13:15 | 40.21 | 95% |
| 6811 | 2021-03-06 12:31:25 | 37.25 | 96% |
| 5530 | 2021-02-15 12:14:29 | 29.59 | 92.6% |
| 4065 | 2021-01-22 13:17:29 | 30.26 | 92% |