Text race history for Ian (coocooman3)

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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
481 2016-10-21 01:19:00 73.04 94%
466 2016-10-09 17:49:18 58.51 91%