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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2636 | 2020-04-24 23:39:09 | 77.44 | 95% |
| 906 | 2019-12-22 21:02:44 | 69.96 | 95% |