Text race history for Sajan (sajanjosan)

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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
2496 2017-12-19 09:57:52 67.94 96%
2374 2017-12-12 04:44:35 64.54 96%