Text race history for Andrew (hurricaneandrewbs)

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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
2860 2021-03-03 22:35:36 76.29 96%
708 2016-11-06 00:38:06 69.79 96%
493 2016-10-24 17:54:29 59.82 88%