Text race history for bekahlouise (summertimesadness)

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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
4205 2019-10-16 15:43:18 100.30 97%
3832 2018-10-26 18:37:43 107.48 96%
3669 2018-05-21 17:48:00 95.04 97%