Text race history for Sam (busiclucho)

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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
10349 2019-07-11 20:05:33 88.06 98%
6351 2018-04-15 19:46:11 67.35 95%