Text race history for (spudvorak)

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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
18135 2021-07-29 23:10:39 82.34 98%
17210 2021-03-16 07:05:51 63.76 95%
15922 2021-02-22 10:49:10 68.23 98.1%
12025 2021-01-14 23:50:03 72.81 95%