Text race history for ap4thet1c (alextolio)

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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
2452 2017-01-19 09:09:23 126.44 96%
2320 2017-01-18 09:00:34 127.25 98%
2112 2017-01-13 03:51:19 118.16 95%
1840 2017-01-11 22:50:19 100.81 90%