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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1163 | 2020-03-14 22:55:56 | 66.27 | 97% |
| 639 | 2019-10-31 20:56:59 | 55.45 | 96% |