Text race history for 手很冷 (traben)

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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
21174 2023-08-19 19:51:55 152.27 98%
8232 2021-10-10 17:51:43 146.03 98%
6502 2021-09-28 04:39:29 139.08 98%
2954 2020-03-06 12:40:01 128.48 98%