Text race history for Trent (priyank45)

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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
6093 2020-01-10 07:16:42 76.91 97%
1552 2017-01-30 13:03:41 60.49 91%
1542 2017-01-30 07:33:46 65.76 95%
1480 2017-01-24 12:15:26 60.71 95%