Text race history for The North Remembers (sylarll)

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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
589 2023-06-29 22:01:59 91.22 98%
296 2019-07-11 20:33:58 109.02 98%