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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8371 | 2020-08-19 01:42:14 | 132.39 | 97% |
7383 | 2020-04-24 21:54:30 | 150.53 | 97% |
7194 | 2020-04-18 00:45:29 | 179.42 | 99% |