Text race history for a (aidan2021)

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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
1397 2021-05-24 00:57:40 84.93 97%
552 2021-04-09 17:30:13 76.64 96%