Text race history for Jesus (johangodinho123)

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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
737 2020-04-02 21:34:02 80.30 95%
67 2020-03-19 14:59:54 57.63 94%