Text race history for wat (watun)

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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
315 2017-05-25 19:08:51 131.38 99%
151 2017-05-22 09:05:47 103.27 94%