Text race history for Andrew (bigfatsnoozy)

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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
1966 2017-09-17 17:48:03 120.83 99%
1567 2017-03-05 01:11:32 117.00 90%
1543 2017-03-05 00:05:55 111.72 94%