Text race history for angels (4ngels)

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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
316 2020-04-30 08:24:28 69.74 94%