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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1577 | 2020-07-01 22:32:52 | 72.39 | 95% |
1288 | 2020-06-21 23:16:21 | 61.95 | 94% |