Text race history for Hans (extrem3typist)

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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
4708 2022-08-20 15:11:07 88.08 95%
2358 2017-05-28 14:25:27 91.78 95%