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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769 | 2020-10-05 02:38:53 | 60.60 | 96% |
464 | 2020-08-11 20:50:06 | 52.05 | 96% |