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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4330 | 2020-09-01 07:44:29 | 82.61 | 98% |
2196 | 2020-06-17 13:46:57 | 88.03 | 99% |
1293 | 2019-05-11 08:14:27 | 71.79 | 95% |