Text race history for Mike (rrearth)

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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
178 2016-09-29 03:14:15 127.81 98%
66 2016-09-28 18:36:00 120.46 98%