Text race history for Anton (hiya24)

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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
1965 2017-10-02 16:29:11 117.22 98%
364 2016-09-16 07:04:33 100.19 96%