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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1816 | 2020-08-29 12:16:11 | 58.16 | 97% |
| 1557 | 2020-08-14 04:10:51 | 54.94 | 96% |