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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1682 | 2020-04-01 16:33:18 | 59.45 | 95% |
| 1608 | 2020-03-29 13:52:01 | 54.56 | 95% |