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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7816 | 2021-07-20 07:59:49 | 122.14 | 97% |
| 7565 | 2021-03-29 15:52:19 | 140.59 | 98% |
| 3844 | 2021-01-07 12:49:39 | 150.51 | 99% |
| 2007 | 2020-11-09 13:09:30 | 118.73 | 97% |
| 1871 | 2020-11-04 13:36:21 | 119.42 | 97% |
| 933 | 2020-10-22 10:10:19 | 111.52 | 96% |
| 748 | 2020-10-18 14:02:17 | 147.31 | 99% |