Text race history for washed tdk typer (hospitalforsouls2)

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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
12296 2022-07-05 09:29:57 131.74 97%
9033 2022-02-14 04:24:51 143.07 99%