Text race history for Is there a self? (deckard_4)

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I drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. But the grey face still followed me. It murmured, and I understood that it desired to confess something. I felt my soul receding into some pleasant and vicious region; and there again I found it waiting for me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
9050 2020-07-02 02:38:21 88.88 96%
8803 2020-06-27 20:00:06 86.70 97%
6056 2020-04-22 17:19:05 83.13 96%
4855 2020-04-08 20:16:08 87.75 97%
3669 2020-03-27 03:33:48 76.70 96%
1433 2020-02-28 02:48:52 81.83 97%