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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2020-09-13 15:44:52 | 55.65 | 94% |
| 81 | 2020-09-03 20:02:27 | 48.24 | 95% |