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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2065 | 2020-12-05 17:54:03 | 78.20 | 97% |
| 1642 | 2020-11-18 17:43:02 | 67.43 | 96% |