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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2084 | 2020-06-18 17:05:29 | 62.60 | 96% |
| 83 | 2018-05-25 08:10:05 | 41.14 | 98% |