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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6089 | 2019-05-15 20:17:47 | 89.80 | 96% |
| 4322 | 2019-02-23 12:39:54 | 92.41 | 96% |