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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2190 | 2020-12-12 00:41:57 | 96.95 | 99% |
| 139 | 2020-07-04 18:57:26 | 66.80 | 96% |