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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2605 | 2019-02-05 11:46:55 | 97.66 | 98% |
| 2455 | 2019-02-04 20:17:32 | 87.49 | 98% |
| 1795 | 2019-01-23 14:58:58 | 87.30 | 98% |