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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10238 | 2019-08-30 08:41:40 | 80.15 | 97% |
| 7405 | 2018-03-05 18:47:56 | 68.16 | 96% |