Text race history for Isaac (inied)

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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
7816 2024-03-19 15:21:20 97.73 96.3%
5278 2023-05-14 03:41:42 88.39 96%
4640 2022-03-12 00:23:16 81.23 97%