Text race history for mitch (albertsonmitch)

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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
5003 2017-01-02 07:32:34 80.94 95%
4491 2016-10-17 07:04:17 70.14 92%
4239 2016-10-07 13:37:08 75.98 94%
3845 2016-09-02 08:52:53 73.94 95%