Text race history for George (playlikeneverb4)

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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
763 2016-04-08 12:10:41 79.03 94%
489 2016-03-13 14:19:21 67.24 92%
189 2012-06-08 17:56:01 78.08 97%
84 2012-01-25 21:10:52 73.57 94%