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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3088 | 2020-03-01 02:39:52 | 120.57 | 98% |
| 2965 | 2020-02-03 09:54:36 | 116.25 | 98% |