Text race history for Amit (amitsetty)

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I have my books and my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor. Hiding in my room, safe within my womb; I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; and an island never cries.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1634 2017-03-12 16:22:02 89.72 92%
819 2017-02-10 00:34:07 94.18 95%
302 2017-01-13 17:18:17 96.16 94%