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

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I walked by your guidance counselor's office one time. A bunch of you were sitting there waiting to be shepherded. I remember it smelled like dead flowers, like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4272 2020-04-03 00:02:31 84.72 97%
1508 2020-02-29 02:45:24 87.48 99%
795 2020-02-05 00:41:45 75.98 97%