Text race history for . (evanisme)

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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
5830 2016-10-19 11:11:59 89.18 97%
5536 2016-10-11 18:10:35 82.29 93%