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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1175 | 2020-03-21 16:53:25 | 87.85 | 96% |
| 688 | 2019-05-22 15:55:17 | 73.90 | 95% |