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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 696 | 2021-08-11 11:57:24 | 67.84 | 95% |
| 412 | 2021-08-08 19:23:23 | 69.66 | 98% |