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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4527 | 2019-01-10 19:41:34 | 115.91 | 99% |
| 3939 | 2018-12-05 16:26:17 | 103.06 | 99% |
| 862 | 2018-05-17 14:34:51 | 120.71 | 100% |