Text race history for Jacob (critias26)

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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
6255 2018-11-01 20:00:10 63.03 96%
5158 2018-09-26 21:10:02 68.99 100%