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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3916 | 2020-05-15 03:57:26 | 64.68 | 94% |
| 2725 | 2020-05-03 02:27:46 | 63.48 | 94% |