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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1429 | 2020-10-26 20:32:47 | 59.12 | 93% |
| 1081 | 2020-09-29 18:42:55 | 59.27 | 94% |