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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857 | 2019-01-07 04:45:58 | 78.12 | 98% |
829 | 2019-01-07 02:36:08 | 69.65 | 96% |