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

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A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for one second. She didn't see me at all, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4017 2020-04-01 21:02:13 90.63 97%
849 2020-02-05 03:21:25 74.33 97%