Text race history for Loma (pbaloma)

Back to text analysis page

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
302 2021-09-13 04:51:48 69.56 96%
113 2017-06-21 18:46:43 75.48 98%