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 |
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799 | 2020-05-14 08:04:39 | 94.89 | 97% |
678 | 2020-05-04 16:48:33 | 84.52 | 97% |