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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1896 | 2019-07-07 18:05:49 | 71.21 | 98% |
| 744 | 2018-12-20 16:27:24 | 65.70 | 98% |