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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3042 | 2019-10-28 04:34:48 | 90.71 | 98% |
| 652 | 2019-01-01 19:55:08 | 78.54 | 97% |