Text race history for (cr0cka)

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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
9440 2019-08-10 13:53:02 107.58 95%
8845 2018-10-11 19:57:51 107.98 96%