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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2655 | 2019-09-09 18:00:03 | 78.49 | 95% |
| 1869 | 2019-07-09 23:52:11 | 77.77 | 96% |