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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3434 | 2019-06-05 07:08:41 | 105.24 | 98% |
| 974 | 2018-05-17 11:47:48 | 82.91 | 98% |