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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18582 | 2021-08-29 09:58:01 | 89.28 | 96% |
| 16791 | 2021-08-06 00:13:47 | 94.76 | 97% |
| 15349 | 2021-07-16 05:41:15 | 98.85 | 97% |
| 13996 | 2021-06-24 01:34:51 | 91.34 | 97% |
| 13095 | 2021-06-13 09:56:57 | 99.24 | 97% |
| 9750 | 2021-03-27 13:26:56 | 92.76 | 97% |
| 7680 | 2021-02-13 02:54:02 | 83.04 | 95.7% |
| 4786 | 2021-01-09 04:29:37 | 70.18 | 93% |