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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19278 | 2019-03-19 04:37:50 | 98.24 | 98% |
19128 | 2019-03-13 20:11:14 | 88.58 | 97% |