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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
3961 2022-10-21 23:27:48 117.27 99%
2130 2021-07-08 01:06:00 99.34 98%