Text race history for gost (akasyh)

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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
2238 2019-02-17 04:53:56 58.32 96%
1657 2018-11-25 17:16:37 78.63 97%
4 2018-02-05 15:15:57 56.59 95%