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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4814 | 2023-07-19 15:49:15 | 96.02 | 96% |
| 3232 | 2023-01-01 15:07:15 | 65.49 | 95% |
| 3170 | 2022-12-29 08:37:24 | 73.19 | 94% |
| 120 | 2021-08-26 04:02:59 | 45.06 | 92% |