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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2310 | 2019-08-01 13:15:19 | 112.00 | 98% |
| 1038 | 2018-02-01 23:20:57 | 95.51 | 97% |