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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7194 | 2020-06-17 17:55:25 | 84.78 | 98% |
| 5150 | 2019-03-20 12:35:34 | 65.26 | 97% |