Text race history for IIIllllIlIlIIIIlII (bakalu)

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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
5334 2020-06-23 12:34:18 73.10 98%
3984 2019-05-27 19:09:39 65.34 96%