Text race history for iamsuperior (iaminferior)

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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
1998 2018-12-28 16:14:36 78.56 97%
424 2018-09-30 12:10:03 64.82 96%
388 2018-09-29 20:13:32 74.35 96%