Text race history for Abin (abinantony)

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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
1580 2017-03-15 13:53:42 48.43 98%
1513 2017-02-14 07:51:03 37.38 92%