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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 670 | 2019-01-07 04:45:55 | 85.38 | 97% |
| 278 | 2018-12-04 21:40:06 | 89.79 | 98% |