Text race history for Ball (banhammered)

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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
717 2013-05-03 18:37:06 87.00 94%
544 2013-04-24 22:01:17 81.69 94%
71 2013-04-11 20:19:15 81.80 97%