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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4675 | 2019-02-01 17:53:40 | 48.06 | 95% |
| 3169 | 2018-10-13 15:35:37 | 57.79 | 96% |