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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3572 | 2019-05-07 13:04:40 | 68.06 | 95% |
| 2921 | 2019-04-14 00:51:20 | 70.13 | 95% |