Text race history for Marcy (melvindvorak2)

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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
935 2017-08-04 00:51:10 91.28 97%
748 2017-02-06 02:48:40 81.12 91%