Text race history for tstats[sinkingecstasies] (sinkingecstasies)

Back to text analysis page

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
8701 2020-12-04 12:28:54 91.83 98%