Text race history for cheryl (cheryl08)

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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
1023 2017-06-08 02:41:48 65.86 98%
561 2017-05-08 03:15:46 63.16 97%