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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13780 | 2020-05-22 06:03:41 | 88.41 | 99% |
| 10901 | 2020-04-08 22:46:26 | 97.69 | 100% |