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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3690 | 2020-03-09 17:24:33 | 171.57 | 99% |
3047 | 2020-01-10 09:15:21 | 179.72 | 99% |